It's living for the love, not dying for it.

What's new, what's old, who you love, and who is who.
Don't let me go. I like you.
It's living for the love, not dying for it.

14.8.11

Love.

In Spanish lands: or you know, my Spanish high school:
We're having English class one day. I was sitting there, writing to myself in peace, when I tune into what my teacher has just said.
"Yes, 'love'. That terrible feeling."
And I crack up.
Because, in that moment, I completely agree. Love is such a terrible thing to some, and the wonderful part of life for others.

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