THE SPACE THAT'S IN BETWEEN INSANE AND INSECURE. |
 The name's Manuwell. Born July 6, 1990, Limburg, where I've lived about my entire life now.I do hope to move to London one day. I dunno why, london always has facinated me.I'm a fairly peaceful kid, laid back and like to chill. I'm not much into parties and all that, no need to sit around and watch drunk people make an ass of themselves, I prefer little get-togethers.I'm straightedge. That means no alcohol, no drugs, no cigarettes, no loveless sex(one night stands, fuck-buddies,..). I know, how do i stay amused right ?Relationships is something i'm never any good at, I always tend to choose the wrong people,sometimes even the right. But it always ends up the same anyways. Either end up getting hurt myself or end up hurting them. I truly wish that i could just find someone who i could spend eternity with.(Who ever that may be , i already love you!) |
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Notes What is Love?
When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No… don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away..
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