I Know What Is Love
What is Love?
Staying with someone because they please you more than they disgust you.
Staying with someone because you don’t want to try all over again with someone else, you get used to a person, and fear things perhaps going even worse with another.
Staying with someone for resources, security, and comfort. Perhaps you feel like you make a good team of mutual satisfaction in obtaining resources and balancing out desires to give each other pleasure.
Love means you stay with someone because your senses find them pleasing, productive, and harmless.
Love doesn’t exist.
We go to school all our lives and don’t even know what it is to live with our parents for extended periods of time.
We get annoyed and we want to flee.
As soon as things become displeasing, we may not say it out loud, but inside we feel trapped, annoyed, and angry.
Yet we live our lives putting on masks to fake it, to appear a certain way to others and what for?
To be dropped the second you contradict them?
The second they don’t find you worthy to be seen around you in public?
It is so funny to see the superficiality of a life that as children we deemed magical and meaningful, just as Disney portrays it to be.
Disney who tries to sell ideas that bring you momentary pleasure, in exchange for money, as everything else is in this world.
Staying with someone because they please you more than they disgust you.
Staying with someone because you don’t want to try all over again with someone else, you get used to a person, and fear things perhaps going even worse with another.
Staying with someone for resources, security, and comfort. Perhaps you feel like you make a good team of mutual satisfaction in obtaining resources and balancing out desires to give each other pleasure.
Love means you stay with someone because your senses find them pleasing, productive, and harmless.
Love doesn’t exist.
We go to school all our lives and don’t even know what it is to live with our parents for extended periods of time.
We get annoyed and we want to flee.
As soon as things become displeasing, we may not say it out loud, but inside we feel trapped, annoyed, and angry.
Yet we live our lives putting on masks to fake it, to appear a certain way to others and what for?
To be dropped the second you contradict them?
The second they don’t find you worthy to be seen around you in public?
It is so funny to see the superficiality of a life that as children we deemed magical and meaningful, just as Disney portrays it to be.
Disney who tries to sell ideas that bring you momentary pleasure, in exchange for money, as everything else is in this world.
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