Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Pointless, I know.

What is the difference between love and obsession?
Who draws the fine line between the two?
Has it got to do with insanity?
When does a person who loves someone start becoming obsessed and stops being in love?
What is love?
Can you really call it love when it is purely a one-side thing?

Love [luhv] noun, verb, loved, lov⋅ing.
–noun
1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3. sexual passion or desire.
4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.


And so on.

ob⋅ses⋅sion [uh b-sesh-uh n]
–noun
1. the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.
2. the idea, image, desire, feeling, etc., itself.
3. the state of being obsessed.
4. the act of obsessing.


dif⋅fer⋅ence [dif-er-uh ns, dif-ruh ns] noun, verb, -enced, -enc⋅ing.
–noun
1. the state or relation of being different; dissimilarity: There is a great difference between the two.
2. an instance or point of unlikeness or dissimilarity: What accounts for the differences in their behavior?
3. a significant change in or effect on a situation: His tact makes a difference in the way people accept his suggestions.
4. a distinguishing characteristic; distinctive quality, feature, etc.: The difference in the two products is quality.


Not what I was looking for.


1. the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.



So technically, a one-sided love story is not quite love but obsession, eh?
Does that then mean that one cannot love if not loved back, since the definition of obsession somewhat outlines one’s feelings when “in love?”

Questions, questions, questions.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Marshmellows.

How much is a text message?

You have suffered enough and warred with yourself, it's time that you won.

"I got home alright, thanks"

There's still time.

"I'll go just play with someone else."

I don't know you but I want you, all the more for that.


verb, loved, lov·ing.
–noun
1.
a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2.
a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3.
sexual passion or desire.
4.
a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.


–noun, plural Grand Prix, Grands Prix, Grand Prixes (sometimes lowercase) any of various major automobile races over a long, arduous course, esp. an international car race held each year over the same course.


When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful.

And I will always love you.

If you don't send this to 30 of your friends, you will never be loved for 98 months.
Damn, I don't have 30 friends close enough to forward this to. I guess I'll have to deal with the 98 months.


friend·ship
–noun
1.
the state of being a friend; association as friends: to value a person's friendship.
2.
a friendly relation or intimacy.
3.
friendly feeling or disposition.


Sing your melody, I'll sing it loud.

Just hang in there.

Why so serious?

You're a retard.

F*CK OFF!!!!!! -with love, from Miki.

I KILL YOU.

If this is heaven, I've been screwed.

IT'S GOOGLE'S 10TH BIRTHDAY TODAY! HOORAY!

-Fishmonger

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Woot!

WOOT!
Hello, hello, everyone!
Hahah, well, yes, I decided to get a blog now.
Er, yes, I've never had one before, but I figured it'd be fun to have one.
[Too bad they don't have Tahoma, that's my favourite font]
Well, I decided to make a blog because I went to a talk thingo today, and the host dude said he wanted to see our blogs, and he asked who had a blog, and yeah, I felt like putting my hand up, but yeah, haha, I'm making one now. Yes, so now, here I am.
Well, well, er..
what shall I say?
I like pie.
Haha, actually, I don't, so I'll take that back.
Well, I do like chocolate, so yeah. :3
Er, and yes.
I think that's it about me for now.
And yes. The talk was cool. And I think I shall talk more about it some other day.
Because I can't be bothered to do that right now.
But yes.
I am quiet happy now that I've done this.
Haha, sweet.
Okay, then.
See you.