"Oh, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I'll be anybody you want me to be." -Chuck Pahlaniuk |
To love someone is to give them your all. But whoever told you they have to accept it? When someone gives you their all, be very very very very thankful. Because no one is unique. What you're thinking, a million others are thinking. All your thoughts are truly not your own. Your molecules are just copies of other molecules in your body. You're never you since the day you were born, because all your cells are replaced in 8 years. There are seven billion people living and breathing and thinking and talking. A million of them saying and thinking the same words and thoughts as you. And he chose you. Think about that. You are as ordinary as the next person, but in your ordinariness, the one who loves you found something in you worth loving.
To quote a famous Biologist, Richard Dawkins, "We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Some people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could be here in my place but will never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains in the Sahara. Certainly, these unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, and greater scientists than newton. We know this because the set of allowable people by our DNA so massively outnumbers the number of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds, it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here."
"Give me attention. Flash. Give me beauty. Flash. Give me peace and happiness, a loving relationship, and a loving home." - Chuck Pahlaniuk.
I'm in love with you. I don't know why, but I'm captivated by your smile and peculiar disposition. You're hidden behind a veil, and to quote Chuck Pahlaniuk, "When you're behind a veil, some guys will fight to know you. Some guys will deny you're a real person. Most guys will just ignore you. The zealot. The atheist. The agnostic."
I guess I'm a zealot for you. I want to know everything about you, I want you to know everything about me. I want your soul, I want to give you my soul. You make me smile after the dark echoes of my past haunt me every night in my sleep.
"Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying?" - Chuck Palahniuk
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