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Since sex became easier to get, love got harder to find



We live in a world today where  9 out of 10 people are madly in love, people who believe that they have found there soul mate,someone that they want to spend their entire life and have a future with.... I personally am surrounded by friends who have been in relationship for 5-6 year but looking at them I haven’t ever had a feeling that their relationship has grown stronger with time it just feels as if the magic has disappeared, we all have  friends that don’t even know what they want to be in future but are  brave enough to decide the names of the future children and what they want them to become,are these all people kidding them self ?are you kidding yourself??? Do you really think that you are in love..My mother always says love happens once rest is just life. So do you really think that you have found love??? Or is this what people call infatuation... I ain't here to judge anyone’s love life you'll would know better where your life is going nor am I here to say that love doesn't exist cause I believe it sure does. So all those who consider that hooking up with your partner will bring  you closer are so mistaken, such people should ask them self that are they really in love or is it plain lust. Always remember where there is love there is no lust.

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  1. Anonymous11 January 2016 at 04:01

    Love's ev'n itself a TRYST of infatuation that has people "sadistically" numbed ov'r the templates of "capricious" nights - the ambivalence of HEARTs. Today, the love's addressed as a pie of "desperation" that soothes ones "seduction" very well & makes 'em swung .. ev'n oft. swinging in the pleasure of "delight", no matter how painful it may loom to one's flesh.

    You encounter many things around here ov'r the kernels of love-arcs. Admire the frequency of your thoughts! Yeah, people lost in love always do funniest thing in life, but the way funnier thing is, they ain't ev'n know what they just goin' throu' & it's all what belongs to "infatuation" - just a "PHASE" of love, undisguised. Keep up the great work!

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