being sold and bought in stores in the middle of January.So. You know these "conversation hearts" as Necco calls them usually say fun stuff like, "Let's kiss!" or "True Love!" as you can see in the picture to the left. But the one I happened to have said something I've never gotten on a candy heart before.
It said "Sure Love."
ps. There's actually a heart in the picture that says that. Find it.
What does that even mean?
ps. There's actually a heart in the picture that says that. Find it.
What does that even mean?
Here are three well-thought out possibilities.
#1) Does it mean..."Sure, love! Hey cool! You love me? What a coincidence! I love you too!"
#2) Does it mean, "Sure...love..." in a sarcastic way?
#3) Or does it mean "Sure love. I'm completely confident in this love."
You know...it's really funny. People say it's the small things that get you in life. The little things that bring you up and down. I must have had too much time on my hands, because I thought about this for a long time. Boy-wise: I've been screwed over. I've had some experiences that I'd rather not revisit, ever. They make me too sad, or too weirded out. Every time I've gotten myself into something, however, I've gone in with expectations. Not high, not low...just expectations. A blank slate, if you will. Going in with that, anything can happen. And just think about it...anything WILL happen if you want it too/let it.
But there's one thing I am COMPLETELY sure of. You can't be completely sure of love. You can't be completely confident in it. And no, I am not just being teenagery and angsty. I mean this in the truest sort of way. There's nothing in life you can be completely sure of. It's not life, and you're definitely not living it if there are some things that come out wrong. There's got to be things in life that you're not sure of. Love being the extreme of that.
So here's something I've been thinking about, as well. You are "in love." Yes. Okay. I believe you. But I also DON'T believe that if you're my age, you and your boyfriend "love each other" after one month of going out. That is not sure love. Love is developmental. Love does not take one month. At our age, it could most likely be lust. But not love. I'm happy for you, sure. You may actually even love each other. It might not take that long. If so, that's wonderful. If not...just watch out.
I was with a group of friends last night. Some close, some not as much. I'm not going to say specifics, because it's possible (not probable or plausible) but possible that one of them might read and see this. Wait. Actually...honestly...I don't care. So here goes.
Finding out about someone, after not knowing them at all, ie: never going to school with them, only hung out casually a couple times, et cetera, is a completely different way to get to know someone. It takes you back. Takes you back a few dozen steps, and you see them in a completely new light. Everything seemed so new. You can make a new impression, being whatever you want to be. Weird.
My friend used me as a canvas last night. She loves makeup, and wanted to put some on me. I don't wear a huge amount of makeup by any standards. A little eyeliner here and there. She put on...well...a lot. I did it to make her happy, ha ha. She really likes makeup, and I don't care, so why not. She looked at me when she was done and said, "It's a lot. I don't know if you'll like it. But. If you were at a rave, you'd be the girl who when the music got to a really intense moment, everyone would notice you. All the girls would stare. And hate you. And a guy would walk towards you and suddenly everything would snap back into place. Well...you look like a hooker. But in the best possible way." Ohhhkay! Thank you for that! Nah, I'm kidding. It's totally fine. Needless to say, I ended up taking off some of it and then actually really liking the way I looked. So thank you.
Wow, what a load of tangents. I don't know why I'm writing all of this. I don't know if anyone will see this. I don't know if anyone will see this and/or understand it.
I should be taking notes for English class tomorrow. Shit. Oh well...
But actually: I have the reason for all this writing.
#2) Does it mean, "Sure...love..." in a sarcastic way?
#3) Or does it mean "Sure love. I'm completely confident in this love."
You know...it's really funny. People say it's the small things that get you in life. The little things that bring you up and down. I must have had too much time on my hands, because I thought about this for a long time. Boy-wise: I've been screwed over. I've had some experiences that I'd rather not revisit, ever. They make me too sad, or too weirded out. Every time I've gotten myself into something, however, I've gone in with expectations. Not high, not low...just expectations. A blank slate, if you will. Going in with that, anything can happen. And just think about it...anything WILL happen if you want it too/let it.
But there's one thing I am COMPLETELY sure of. You can't be completely sure of love. You can't be completely confident in it. And no, I am not just being teenagery and angsty. I mean this in the truest sort of way. There's nothing in life you can be completely sure of. It's not life, and you're definitely not living it if there are some things that come out wrong. There's got to be things in life that you're not sure of. Love being the extreme of that.
So here's something I've been thinking about, as well. You are "in love." Yes. Okay. I believe you. But I also DON'T believe that if you're my age, you and your boyfriend "love each other" after one month of going out. That is not sure love. Love is developmental. Love does not take one month. At our age, it could most likely be lust. But not love. I'm happy for you, sure. You may actually even love each other. It might not take that long. If so, that's wonderful. If not...just watch out.
I was with a group of friends last night. Some close, some not as much. I'm not going to say specifics, because it's possible (not probable or plausible) but possible that one of them might read and see this. Wait. Actually...honestly...I don't care. So here goes.
Finding out about someone, after not knowing them at all, ie: never going to school with them, only hung out casually a couple times, et cetera, is a completely different way to get to know someone. It takes you back. Takes you back a few dozen steps, and you see them in a completely new light. Everything seemed so new. You can make a new impression, being whatever you want to be. Weird.
My friend used me as a canvas last night. She loves makeup, and wanted to put some on me. I don't wear a huge amount of makeup by any standards. A little eyeliner here and there. She put on...well...a lot. I did it to make her happy, ha ha. She really likes makeup, and I don't care, so why not. She looked at me when she was done and said, "It's a lot. I don't know if you'll like it. But. If you were at a rave, you'd be the girl who when the music got to a really intense moment, everyone would notice you. All the girls would stare. And hate you. And a guy would walk towards you and suddenly everything would snap back into place. Well...you look like a hooker. But in the best possible way." Ohhhkay! Thank you for that! Nah, I'm kidding. It's totally fine. Needless to say, I ended up taking off some of it and then actually really liking the way I looked. So thank you.
Wow, what a load of tangents. I don't know why I'm writing all of this. I don't know if anyone will see this. I don't know if anyone will see this and/or understand it.
I should be taking notes for English class tomorrow. Shit. Oh well...
But actually: I have the reason for all this writing.
You made an impression on me.
I can't like it.
I don't know if I DO like it.
I'm not allowed.
I am not going to do this again.
But I can't stop.
Won't stop.
I can't like it.
I don't know if I DO like it.
I'm not allowed.
I am not going to do this again.
But I can't stop.
Won't stop.
Have a good week. I hope that you will feel better than I do right now.
Sure love.
Bye xx.
Song of the Day: Never Gonna Give You Up - Rick Astley
Sure love.
Bye xx.
Song of the Day: Never Gonna Give You Up - Rick Astley
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