Life is a mystery has always been and will always be. Along those mysteries there's one that philosophers, great thinkers etc. have tried to answer but have never been able to... what is love? I thought I knew... but now... i don't... i don't know what love is... and I may never know... I don't know what love is but I know what heart break is... I sure do... Life is ironic though... My favorite number is 4 ... the girl I fell in love with... the girl I AM in love with was born the fourth day of the month... and she said no to me... four times... Ain't that Ironic?! Now, that I have asked myself what love is... how does it feel? ... how does it feel to know that someone loves you or appreciates you for what you are and is with you for what you are... how does it feel to have someone there for you when you need that person... HOW? all these questions are part of the mystery of life... and along with this comes this quote which i find to be wise...
"Love me for what I am, Hate me for what I am not!"
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