Ayatollah of Coca-Cola
Unrequited love's a bore, and I've got it pretty bad. But for someone you adore, it's a pleasure to be sad.
Oh yes, I relate to this all too well. I am the same on the rare occasions I fall... and honestly for me it's the most worthwhile way, even if it's as utterly confusing as it is vitalizing.I rarely fall in love but when I fall... O boy...I fall really hard. It's an all or nothing, black-and-white thing for me. I like experiences that are all-consuming, they make life a lot more vibrant but at the same time I really don't know what to with these intense feelings... Being in love makes me feel like a girl again, but not like the grown-up woman I am. Behaving in a shy way around the person I secretly love? Yup. Strangely smiling the whole time? Yup. Secretly gazing at the beloved person? Yup. Completely ignoring the object of my love and even showing him the cold shoulder? Yup.
It is rather a double-edged sword...I used to beat infatuation out of myself before it’d start. I do appreciate my last relationship and it definitely helped with personal growth as I had never felt more alive, but in general I do not like what infatuation does to me because I become obsessive and then long after the fact can’t let go.
Oh yes. I fall in love with idealised images of people. I put them on the tallest pedestal known to mankind and there’s no way they can ever live up to my image of them.Infatuation became less interesting once I realized I was simply falling in love with my image of someone as opposed to the target person i.e. my anima/animus.
Oh yes. I fall in love with idealised images of people. I put them on the tallest pedestal known to mankind and there’s no way they can ever live up to my image of them.
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