Emo-4Reading your old LiveJournal posts is way worse than looking at that picture of yourself as a freshman with a bad perm. Your words look into the truth of your little emo heart, that perm was just a bad decision that you’ll grow out of. Collected here are the anonymous journals of your youth brought forth from the depths of LiveJournal and Xanga. Instead of mashing them all together I’m going to string them out over a few posts.

October 22, 2005

I’ve come to the realization lately that we don’t fall in love. It’s more of a surrender to love than anything. People are not perfect. And part of the surrender is to realize that the person you are in love with is not perfect, but you love them anyway. We all have fairy-tale visions of the person we will fall in love with; we all have ideas of what we thought would make it impossible to love someone. But somehow, when you meet the right person, those things cease to matter. Although we cannot completely disregard our morals and our principles, love is a matter of give and take. A matter of compromise. Even if you swore up and down you could never love someone who doesn’t understand your deep love for crocheting covers for tissue boxes, sometimes the right person comes along. And sometimes that person believes that the box the Kleenex company used was fine and there is no need for another cover of any kind.

We may try to judge the love between two people, we may say that we have no idea how they work together. But until you have loved someone enough to say that you would do anything for them and meant it, you cannot understand.

Love can turn dangerous. Anyone who loves you will not try to control you, will not try to get you to bend to their every whim. Anyone who loves you with even one small tiny fraction of their heart will let you go off into the world to do as you please and welcome you with open arms when you come back. Anyone who loves you will want only your happiness, and will not try to limit your happiness in any capacity.

This is not to say, however, that we cannot try to help those we love to improve. Anyone who loves you will try to rid the world of any factor that may keep you from being the best you can be. But on the other side, anyone who loves you must sometimes realize that there is no changing you. That you are too happy (or too stubborn) to try to change. And true love will let that go.

When we surrender to love we forget all reason. Time seems to suddenly stand still and no longer are we living for tomorrow, but we are standing in the moment and we do not want that moment to end. The moment of a perfect kiss. The moment right before “I love you”. Happy moments, sad ones. We avoid tomorrow, shy away from it, in fear that as tomorrow takes away today it may also take away the wonder and magic we have suddenly found in the world.

True love may end, true love may be slow in coming. But during the time it is true and the time it is pure, true love does not falter, does not waver, is not questioned. It simply…is.
And it is the greatest joy of the human heart.

What is love?
Oh baby, don’t hurt me
Don’t hurt me no more
Oh, baby don’t hurt me
Don’t hurt me no more

What is love?

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