Love is a word that is often used by the right people for the wrong reasons.
Love isn't where you are false-flirting but never actually GO anywhere in a relationship.
Love isn't where only one person in a relationship is trying.
Love isn't where you can't get away from that person.
Love isn't where goodbye is forever.
Love isn't getting yourself down just for attention.
Love isn't painful.
Love isn't forced.
Love isn't all good.
But love isn't all bad either.
Love isn't supposed to be perfect.
Everyone has their flaws
Love is where the time you spend with that person is cherished.
Love is when one door closes another one opens.
Love doesn't regard flaws, but it doesn't point them out either.
It helps fix them. Together.
Love is a missused word.
It's used in the wrong situations.
Used on the wrong people. Where you force the other person away until you're left in nothing but regret.
Alex: "I love you".
Jim: "Do you? Think about it before you say that."
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The term "Summer of Love" originated with the formation of the Council for the Summer of Love during the spring of 1967 as a response to the convergence of young people on the Haight-Ashbury district. The Council was composed of The Family Dog, The Straight Theatre, The Diggers, The San Francisco Oracle, and approximately twenty-five other people, who sought to alleviate some of the problems anticipated from the influx of people expected during the summer. The Council also assisted the Free Clinic and organized housing, food, sanitation, music and arts, along with maintaining coordination with local churches and other social groups.
Board member: another influx of people coming this year...
Staff: That's the Summer of Love for you!
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When someone comes back all of a sudden to shower you with over the top displays of affection, flirtation, etc. They have been โhot and coldโ with you over and overโ in your life one minute and then ghosting you the next without warning.
This CAN BE a manipulative, narcissist tactic; used to see if they still have a โholdโ on you. Makes you disposable to their discretion when theyโre bored.
โOmg Charles just texted me again! Itโs been two months! Heโs asking me to go out to dinner with him and is being so cute, Iโm so excited!โ
โGirl, you know heโs just love bombing you. He ghosted you a hundred times and is talking to like three other women on Instagram. Heโs just thirsty and wants benefits from you.โ
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Ejaculatory fluid. Can be male or female. Works amazingly as an ingredient for baking cookies.
Anna: How are you're cookies, Okuma-kun?
You see... I, umm...
I enriched your cookies with the flavor of "love."
Kajou: Uh... Anna?
Anna: I made a discovery.
When my feelings of love for Okuma-kun reach their peak, the feelings deep within my body turn to liquid and flow out!
I have named this discharge: "Love Nectar"!
I would be honored, Okuma-kun, if you would partake of it!
Your cookies... have my Love Nectar mixed into the dough!
Okuma: -screams-
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#LoveJihad for many ill minded is a method of increasing children to the fold of foot soldiers of a desert cult ideology to fight as fighters for ISIS like terror outfits.
The UN security council has unanimously backed action against this evil death cult in both Syria and Iraq.
Beware of intention of the proposal girls, they get funding for Love Jihad.
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Its the feeling of being completely, hopelessly, desperately in love with someone, all the while knowing that your feelings will never reach them.
Its contradictory in that you feel incredible because you love someone so much, but also at the same time you feel almost overwhelming despair because you will never know what it is like to hold them in your arms, or touch their face, or kiss their lips. You will never know what it is like to wake-up next to them in bed in the morning, bodies entwined.
It can be masochistic in nature- it causes such heartache, but you enjoy loving the person so much, you willingly let your heart go through the agony, so you can hold onto something- I don't know, maybe hope?
In any case, unrequited love is a very sad thing.
"Unrequited Love"-
Its like drowning but you just won't fucking die.
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When it's too hot after a night of boning and you just pull the covers over you instead of getting under them.
"Did Zak bang you last night?"
"Yeah, but he had no air conditioner, so we just wrapped up in a love burrito"