*bilchyfizz__________________ i cant find myself
/Thursday, January 20, 2005
/11:13

For all you people who say, "I love you"
when you have no clue what love is exactly.
Something to ponder upon...

Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest?
It isn't love, it's LIKE.

You can't keep your eyes or hands off of him?
It isn't love, it's LUST.

Are you proud, and eager to show him off?
It isn't love, it's LUCK.

Do you want her because you know he's there?
It isn't love, it's LONELINESS.

Are you with him because it's what everyone wants?
It isn't love, it?s LOYALTY.

Are you with him because he kissed you, or held your hand?
It isn't love, it's LOW CONFIDENCE.

Do you stay for his confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt him?
It isn't love, it's PITY.

Do you belong to him because the sight of him makes your heart skip a beat?
It isn't love, it's INFATUATION.

Do you pardon his faults because you care about him?
It isn't love, it's FRIENDSHIP.

Do you tell him every day he is the only one you think of?
It isn't love, it's a LIE.

Are you willing to give up all of your favourite things for his sake?
It isn't love, it's CHARITY.
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Does your heart ache and break when he's sad?
Then it's LOVE.

Do you cry for his pain, even when he's strong?
Then it's LOVE.

Do his eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
Then it's LOVE.

Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you to him?
Then it's LOVE.

Do you accept his faults because it's a part of who he is?
Then it's LOVE.

Are you attracted to others, but stay with him faithfully without regret?
Then it's LOVE.

Would you give him your heart, your life, your death?
Then it's LOVE.

Now, if love is painful, and tortures us so, why do we love?
Why is it all we search for in life?
This pain, this agony?
Why is it all we long for?
This torture, this powerful death of self?
Why?

The answer is so simple. Cause it's...LOVE. It is such an addictive thing that even people who are not having it wish to experience it and share it with others as well.

I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past... Love hurts our feeling, but it's also the reason our soul heal...

xxmuackxx
___________da story endz like this..




_____B I L C H Y_____

I'm shy. sensitive. gentle. patient.
I'm exuberant. lively. exhibitionist.
I hide the considerable depths of my character under a
cloak of frivolity.
Sometimes I make no sense.
Sometimes I'm perfect.
Sometimes I'm a mess.

Narcissist.
If I don't love me, who will?

I do not give myself easily and are sometimes accounted cold.
If I'm deceived my anger is terrible.
If disillusioned, I do not forgive.


Try figuring me out. You never can.
I am all extremes...



I.N.T.I.M.A.T.E.S.

LAF
ayu
bubz
eila
fad
fara
horny bitch
nad
ns
runn
shashi-mee
syafiq
syira
van
wan khai
yan han



h.u.s.h. ___ h.u.s.h.