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love
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silentbob
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to my mistakes, to my mistakes of cowardice she shimmy shakes, the jimmy jakes of consequence born of the airs and dues, my airs of madness do declare that it's ok, it's love it's what you wanted to see, it's who you wanted to be for what you needed to need, she'll make it up love, it's who you know machine gun blues, her vacant rush is so steel i'm unaware, lost inside your visions i got mine too over, i got mine and i got you cause i know you, you're love it's what you wanted to see, its who you wanted to be for what you need to need she'll make it up love, its who you know can i look up to you as you look down on me can i feel in to you as you felt in to me i cant help what you see i cant help but to be for what ia needed to need she'll make it love, its who you know smashing pumpkins
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010126
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soia
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certain people were afraid this blather would be barraged with song lyrics, and so I refrained, even tho half of my brain activity consists of lyrics I see the reason, in that it would be nice if everyone could come up with beautiful and original things I would if I could About love: I couldn't summarize it to save my life.
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010128
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birdmad
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...the greatest of these, i tell you, is...
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010129
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splinken
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back in the days of blue blather, this entry was choked with platitudes. let's be love's custodians and not let it happen again.
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010129
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misstree
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*spit*
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010129
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Sum Deus
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I love all of you.
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010201
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silentbob
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why don't we not make restrictions for the things we put on here I don't feel i made any mistakes on the original, so i'm not going to do something different for this one. Like love, it should know no boundaries.
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010201
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twiggie
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someone once told me "Love is feeling with one's entire self the existence of another person"
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010202
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birdmad
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contentment patience cocktails earth stream lullabye ache want
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010202
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joe
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real or not do you know ? does any one know you say your in love but can you be sure? that what you feel is love and not lust or your own lonelyness dying to have someone, just to ? no one really knows
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010208
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chanaka
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need
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010209
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dean-bean
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I think Mr. Eliot had a good thing going. You see he wrote what love feels like: Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. _Od' und leer das Meer._ That's how I feel every time I see my dark-eyed-angel, any way. Or how I would say I felt if I was a poet instead of me.
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010210
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pathwrat
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i always thought i knew what it was. but what i was really doing is guessing, or coming to a conclusion, based upon all the best evidence "well this must be love." then i found it and it wasn't any of those other things and that's the best way to describe it. "Love isn't any of those other things."
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010210
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moonshine
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"When the love for eachother exceeds the need for one and another"
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010216
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chanaka
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*mass confusion ensues*
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010216
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...?
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..is great!
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010302
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TerraCotta
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Love is... Love is when you can tell the other person ANYTHING at all, and not be afraid of what they'll think or say in response... Love is never wanting to part, and when you do, it really hurts-physically too... Love is waking up in the morning and looking forward to being with the other person... Love is when time flies when you're together and is at a stand-still when you're not..
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010302
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soia
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Love is the feeling between two people who can exist independently, but are made better by being together Love isn't the feeling between two people who are desperate to be with each other, fearing for their own fate if they should be parted
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010302
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soia
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the second "are" should be "aren't" and no, I don't believe it was a freudian slip
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010302
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soia
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actually, the second are was right the dangerous of skimming when tired! (I'd make fun of myself here, but best friends don't do that to eachother)
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010302
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blue star
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Love is love. You'll know it when you feel it. It's just a matter of admitting it to yourself.
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010302
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*Ziima*
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sucks.
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010303
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mikey
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love is a description of a feeling. love as a word is nothing. it refers to something.
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010306
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unhinged
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love doesn't make us happy it makes us whole
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010416
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leonard cohen
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It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh, then she was wood.
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010426
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birdmad
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love was gone from blather, but now is back again. and when we are all so lucky it'll feel just like a resurrection
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010426
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michelle*
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i told him i liked him, he said, i think you feel more than that for me, or else you said those words to easily before...... i said, you're right, i love you he said, nothing, just looked down i then said, i love you enought to let you go, now just go tears were pouring down my face......... he said, i'm so sorrryyyyy i said, just go
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010426
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unhinged
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i can't return it and he just doesn't get the degrees of my heart the piece that has his name on it isn't the same color not so bloody "i will always love you so whenever you need me i will be right here waiting" and i can't sleep because i know you are waiting for me but i can't make myself go this is my fault
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010426
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kali
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escapes me
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010903
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daxle
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it's a crime if anything
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011007
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solitary confinement
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it's an involuntary crime and the punishments always seem rather harsh by comparison
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011008
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wickerman
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stick to parthenogenesis
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011010
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Skalar
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is Who You Are.
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011101
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moonshine
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evol VE
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011101
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argo
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I love you Ben. I love you Jerry.
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011205
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barbiturate
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don't waste your time trying to define it. just accept that love is not some predictable, sterile thing; love is messy, and it's fucking terrifying. and that's what makes it real.
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011217
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yesh
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no one knows what it is we all have different definitions. like we do for all language that's what makes it so hard to communicate.
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011217
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scarlett
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why do we associate love with the heart? the heart is just a bloody organ that keeps us in existence. i san understand the connotations comparing the two: each keeping us alive. morbid.
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020103
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sarpedon
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love is
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020107
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pralines&cream
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I believe I have more love than any other emotion, other than lust, which is a sincere product of my love.
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020108
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Juanton
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what a load of crap.
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020113
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pralines&cream
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Juanton, you fucker. You figured me out. hee hee hee.
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psychobabe
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You are mine you will always be mine i can tare you apart i can recombine you all i wanted is to covet you up you belong to me i would kill you to love you may be alittle brutal but damn i love the way it makes so much sence
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020210
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scarlett
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something that you give yourself to. you completely inhale the feeling just to choke out toxic fumes. it feels so wonderful in the process but how long will it last this time is always jingling around in your brain. i hate love.
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020308
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Miffey
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The_Greatest_Riddle
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020309
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Miffey
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oh my... no caps in blather. the_greatest_riddle
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020309
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daxle
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is back inside of me again
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020309
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jolie
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is something big
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020409
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jolie
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is when you can look in their eyes without fighting the urge to look away
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020409
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amy
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what is love? my favorite question.
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020625
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Sonya
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love is pain love is joy love is a slow dance love is tranquility at a busy intersection love is memories love is a kiss love is laughter at 3 am love is a name written in the snow love is a scarf blowing gently in the wind love is bleeding love is birth and death and birth again love is binding love is a sword love is holding hands love is giving someone a piece of your steak, or a bite of your chocolate love is looking at a star and naming it after an old yet constant friend love is tears...bitter painful tears
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020625
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DammitJanet
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You may think love is an elaborate beauty by driving men to drool and stare at the winter road ahead, after sweet sweat swims away in a garden spring rain. Yet it is the urge for a summer sun and repulsive music in a milky iron weak time.
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020723
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blown cherry
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Love, or something like it, is not something that comes my way so often that when it does I can just let it walk on by.
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020724
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psychobabe
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love...i hate the word. Its such a high feeling but when it backfires...its sour like a lemon and stings like salt in an open wound. My fair share of love has done me no good. its only made things worse in my life. heh...the one song that always reminds me of love has to be Nine inch nails-something i can never have something you can never have...hmmm...depressing isnt it? obtaining that one thing in your life that you try so hard to get yet you will never really have it. i just wnat something...i can never have
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020724
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to ryan
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The greatest source of inspiration ever, whether you have it, hate it, want it, or dream of it..... my friend ryan is drowning in inspiration, but not a happy kind due to love
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020726
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belly fire
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Screw it up again, Sam. Why the hell not. You're so good at it.
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020729
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?
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?
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020924
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inlove
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just say no.
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020924
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Zeb
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me
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020925
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silentbob
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i want it now more than ever
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020926
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kerry
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you too?
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020926
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mcdougall
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I once had some love With witch I lent to girls. When they were done They gave it back, But that only happened once. Last time I lent it out It was stolen from me. I gave it out But got none back She was through But I was not. I wanted to get my love back. 8000 hours passed me by As I waited for it But then one day I got up and left. My love, I had lost it. I have no more to give away Or even to lend out. So I am hoping that one day I will find a girl Who is so kind and so nice And they will give to me Some of their love so I can have My own one love someday.
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030128
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doug w
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Love is, to humans, one of the most important aspects of life. I constantly try to assure myself that there is much more to the world, or that love is but a deviation in a person's life. I, being human, find my thoughts surrounding love often. I have really only been hurt by love, it has only been hard sought and then lost in one moment, or should I say, it was never true and never there to begin with. My thoughts of love have turned to this, however: To trully know someone, is to love someone.
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030130
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jeano
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i am scared of this
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030130
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Black Argonaut
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i wanna know what love is i want you to show me...
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030130
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amy
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a mighty, powerful dream.
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030206
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megan
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love. it's wanting the best for that other person, even if it means giving up ones own life. it's crossing boundaries, it's embracing change, it's holding onto to one another loosely, as we do to the grains of sand that fly away if we squeeze too tightly. it's knowing that the other person loves you back without ever having to say anything. it's being able to take someone's hand and know that you're really chaining a soul. it's living and breathing solely as one, knowing that separation would mean death. i love you with all these aspects in mind, every time i tell you.
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030207
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athena
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making love to you makes everything else fade away. i've been in love before, but never like this. i love this and i love you. i want to be yours forever.
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030630
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minnesota_chris
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It's been a long time since I've felt love. Admiration, sure; lust, of course. But love: to give the caring that makes the other person grow and blossom like rain on roses. I think I'm too much a selfish child to have love.
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030918
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kerry
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i feel like i am crying when i listen to this song. this is love. this house with the heat swarming up out of the vents and the laughter coming up the stairs and the clock never moving. this is love and it makes me never want to leave. of course i know i'll wake up tomorrow and be clawing at the windowpanes. i want to do an exchange program go to germany though i dont speak german. i'd learn it so fast. german and english have the same syntax. new family new german bed new homesickness for things i never expected to miss, ah but as long as this lasts right here with my toes uncurling and the dog running into my hands right when they open up, this is love.
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030918
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spoons
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love always, your acquaintance, ally, alter ego, amigo, associate, bedfellow, blocker, boon, companion, bosom buddy, brother, buddy, chum, classmate, cohort, colleague, companion, compatriot, comrade, confrere, consort, countryman, cousin, crony, familiar, fellow, intimate, kissing cousin, little brother, main man, main squeeze, mate, other self, partner, playmate, roommate, sidekick, sister, soul mate, spare, well-wisher, pal, andrea
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040317
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falling_alone
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i thought i knew i loved you...but it then turned into indifference when you stopped calling. i didn' seem to care it it was only a crush... and then there was always another who would always have my heart before the silly crush, until i began to tell myself you dont have his. i would care if you stopped talking. or maybe? you still have mine...and oh god! how i wish i could tell you this. is this love, do i love you, would the friendship fall apart... could this only be a crush as well? it hurts to think that i dont know. that love has no definition. there is nothing to tell me so... love has made me ramble...
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040623
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belly fire
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I have come to know you, love, intimately.
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041112
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shilohlives
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I can't understand how it could possibly be this deep.. How connected to trust it is. CAn love ever end, no I don't think it can. Not real love. But is that what you feel for me? That is what I feel for you. THis love makes me loose myself in rambelings so unlike me I can not find my previous self in them. But then mabie The previous is the present asleep to how powerful love is.
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041112
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truly
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You embody love.
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050102
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birdmad
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i was not meant for it nor it for me. better that she should have never knocked on my door better that she should have let me resign myself to this growing, somewhat embittered detachment than let me chase mirages for so long i was Charlie Brown and she was Lucy with the football. oh well, my fault for not wising up sooner.
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050103
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somenom
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what flowers
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050529
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1man juggalo army
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i can't wait for the day that i get to hear those 3 words from you
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050613
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filing cabinet hemispheres
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Thats the perfect song. Love really is who you know. If it is.
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060525
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meep
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what is this thing i never felt it and i dont know how to give it
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060609
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Heathcliff
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there has never been a love so powerful, as to the girl who spoke these words to me 4 years ago... if you're out there, I made the wrong choice... I can do nothing about it but admit it... "My friend said she could see no way ahead, and i was probably better off without you, she said to face up to the facts, that you weren't coming back, and she could make me happy like you used to, but I'm sorry to say that I turned her away... knowing everything she said was true....... but thats the price I pay for loving you the way that I do.." Cameron
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060613
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Bespeckled
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Obedience.
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071105
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margaux
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i don't feel like writing about it any more. just living it.
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071106
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gja
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Good luck up there Mr Heathcliff. In my experience William Bragg has never helped with love. He has got me a couple of brownie points in the fighting stakes though!
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071112
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:P
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let me in let me in, by the hair on your chinny chin chin.
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071113
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:P
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let me in let me in, by the hair on your chinny chin chin.
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071113
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:P
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let me in let me in, by the hair on your chinny chin chin.
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071113
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darksprite
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let me in let me in by the hair on your chinny chinny chin fuck
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081016
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shulamith
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is a myth that was once grounded in fact.
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081017
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shulie
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love, that is...
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081017
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f
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love is existence, along with cancer, and all the shit that comes out of your backside.
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081017
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f
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love is existence, along with cancer, and all the shit that comes out of your backside.
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081017
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Risen
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"I have loved to the point of madness, that which is called madness, that which to me is the only sensible way to love." -Françoise Sagan I used to live that quotation. Loving to the point of madness. Then I loved indifferently, unwisely, half-heartedly (literally) Then I learned to love cleanly, selflessly, with my whole heart. I became Risen. Now I love to the point of rationality. There is a more sensible way to love. To love sensibly. To love with the clear knowledge that your love will never be returned, let alone consummated, is terribly clarifying. One day I will love to the point of happiness.
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130415
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tender_square
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“i proposed to dianne and then, three months later, i rescinded it,” doug said. “i told her she could either keep the ring, or give it back to me.” he slicked back his hair and crossed his arms. “i said to her, ‘i will always be in love with sue, i will always be married to sue.’” doug met sue at a party in 1975 when he was 26. he didn’t know she was underage; she was a senior in high school, emancipated from her parents and living with a girlfriend, working night shifts at a burger place in novi. he and sue spent that first night together, and he said he was smitten from the get-go. he proposed to her after three months. they were inseparable, spending every day together. in 2000, sue started to feel lethargic, they didn’t know what was wrong. she worked for the university health system, and her colleagues bumped her to the front of every line for testing. eventually, they found out she had inoperable cancer; the doctors couldn’t tell her how long she had to live. when sue and doug broke the news to their young kids, they said, “we think mom has six to twelve months.” she was gone in two weeks. doug leans against the counter of my kitchen and closes his eyes. it’s been twenty-two years since sue died, and the way doug smiles conjuring her memory tells me not a day has passed where she hasn’t been with him.
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tender_square
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"if there's anything i know about you, in all the years that we've been friends, it's that you love fiercely," she said.
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221203
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raze
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it might not have the power to halt the slow unsnarling of our lives, but it can imbue them with more meaning.
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230730
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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