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What is love?
That is the question renowned lyrcist Haddaway asked in 1993. This is where I say something moody and dripping in existential crisis. I believe in love. Just not for me. Or I reveal how much of a cold bitch I am and decry the need for any human attention like a good sociopath. I just realized recently that love is some fucked up shit. I already knew that from all the romantic comedies I watch and the erotic novels I read. But, still it hit me. I spent most of my time third wheeling and they've all been breaking up. |
For someone who is not in a relationship, I've been dealing with a lot of emotional pain, and it's been stressing me the fuck out. Their problems are my problems.
There's only one couple I spend time with and their doing well. I think. They make me want to believe that love is possible and you just have to find the right person. A tall beautiful intelligent girl or a short dumb stumpy boy. Whoever she or he may be. They are out there. Just waiting for someone to write poetry about.
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I went to Gilmore Girls trivia this week with my mother and I remembered how horrible all of Rory's relationships were. Dean was great until he got that bowl cut and cheated on his wife. Jess was problematic and I feel convinced he had a skinny dick. And, the only redeeming quality about Logan besides his Pillsbury dough boy face was his extremely rich pocket book.
It was wonderful. Also my straight friend. The wonderful, the gorgeous, other half of my twinship friendship got hit on by a drunk gay guy. So, who is to say that love isn't real? |
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One couple I'm close to both told me their problems and they spent the better part of two weeks crying and not talking to one another. At one point they settled on being “just friends”, but they'd fucked each other one too many times to do that.
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In a cute Mandy Moore is going to die at the end of A Walk To Remember way, one of them is hopelessly devoted. The other one treated him like shit. Not intentionally or on purpose, but just because. He was determined to break up with him. But, he didn't. Love is real.
They have reconciled. Despite one saying, “he's just not ready for an adult relationship.” Yes. That is because he is in high school. But, what do I know? |
Their also planning on moving in together. I told them I thought that was fantastic, because I'm full of shit. I'm disenfranchised with their love. They almost ended it in December. March. And, who knows maybe they'll end up together and become happily divorced.
All I know is that as far as I'm concerned is that their love is dead. And, no matter how “mature” a high schooler may be, you should never date one if your in college. There will always be that power dynamic and it's not healthy and it's not appropriate. And, someone will abuse it even if that was never their intention.
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