For fuck’s sakeeee.

Island.

(8) I take back all the things that I said, I didn't realise I was talking to the living dead...

For God’s sake. Why doesn’t he trust me, when I’ve only ever been loyal to him? Trust, granted, is earned. But surely over 3 years, I’ve proved myself worthy?

Or maybe it’s that I’m not good enough.

I get the distinct feeling that this is true.

Fuck.

I only care.

But will resign from my post as bridge builder.

I am indeed slightly exasperated because I can see both sides and the misunderstandings, and how easily things could be fixed.

It’s amazing how differently the same situation can be perceived.

But I will stop trying, because you asked. And I’d walk through the gates of hell (if there are indeed gates) for you.

"Love, Love, Love is a dangerous drug..."

I agree with Andy. To some extent.

But as humans - that is idiots with emotions - we make it more than that.

“Love makes us act like we are fools, throw our lives away, for one happy day…”

I’m going to try to explain my theory through quotes. Sort of.

Think of any song. Love is usually mentioned. Usually. Not always though. “Love is our resistance” “Love lift us up where we belong” “All you need is Love” “She Loves you” “I will always Love you”

I could potentially continue for hours, years, decades…

What I’m really trying to say is that we like talking about Love, and how we feel. We like expressing our emotions in odd ways - ie. Buying flowers, chocolates, sending funny messages, little silly gifts.

Love, or the set of chemicals Love is, makes us do so much, and alters our motivation.

Whereas “Love makes the world go round” it also stops our individual worlds when we end up broken and bruised.

I’ve stopped making sense.