Journal: I h8 Love poems -------------------------------------------Mood: Just ... I gotta say it.I'm a pessimist, it's my nature. I've found that everytime I get my hopes up it get disappointed. Now I know y'all optimists are thinkin': "that's not a way to live, it's so dark...bla blah bluh". Y'all are worried how my mind is. My mind may not be fine :oP but my spirituality and zen-like balance are doing okay. I don't believe in God per say but I still think we should do good when we can, it's all about karma.
I totally veered off topic. But at least now you got an idea of ME. What I wanted to say was: I hate love poems. I might be a girl but love poems suck butt. They're always so fluffy and pompous in the HUGENESS of the emotion. As if romantic love was the ultimate thing to write about. But what about it's angst, it's nervousness, it's butterflies, its uncertainties. Those parts of love deserve equal attention. Because the sun can't shine all the time. You need a lack of love to appreciate love when you got it. So I choose to write about the darker part. Hapiness in my case is often speechless....Created 2006-07-08 11:16:28 |
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