Asha (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sneakerfille) wrote,@ 2008-08-02 23:06:00 |
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Perhaps, it is that flexible concept that defines relationships and how they develop, maybe you need to not be with someone in order to love them properly. Maybe it is just a shitty old world and you gotta accept love anyway it comes to you. With me, I usually only ever get love in small portions or in abnormal or conditional ways that never stay too long. Do I like it like that...who knows. That is like wondering if you had a different mom, would you be better off. No, instead you cherish what you have. I love my mom, because she is the only mom I will ever have, and I love my fucked up incomplete loves, because they are all I have ever known.
I read something about memories, and how in a way, every time you remember something, you relive it and destroy the old memory, leaving yourself with the new version that is filtered through who you are now, changed a little bit.
I suffer from spilling too many words and images that are too strong because my desire to be understood directly conflicts with my aversion to being understood too well.
http://www.asofterworld.com/bw-disp
ho hum.
