WANT is to LIKE as NEED is to LOVE

Relationships begin nonetheless the same - you fall for each other; it's the endings that vary. If love is a book, I've barely past the first chapter. And when I'm almost done, the book closes, and I find myself starting all over again... and again... and again...

I'd like to take this moment to express my hate for winter. Thankyou for making me fully sick bro.

To Kill a Mockingbird. Two words - literal enlightenment.

The song that's really tickling my fancy like a raging sex machine: LapDance by N.E.R.D.

Thanks to Christine (or as I like to call her: Een-Steen) who got my mind thinking. The grass is always greener on the other side; but it's just as hard to cut. The seaweed is always greener in somebody elses lake. Life is always better in somebody elses skin; or so it seems.
Our tendancy of being envious of one other is constant. It's as if the 'envy button' was turned on at birth and doesn't switch off till the day we die. And in those few seconds before our death do we become suddenly appreciative of everything that's passed.
We're so busy wishing for their happiness, their fortune, their confidence... their life, that we fail to count our own blessings. So what if she's pretty, smart, witty and goes about the day in high spirits? Who's to say she doesn't come from a broken family torn down by adultery and financial strife? Who's to say she doesn't cry herself to sleep wishing she was never born.
We never know a person until we've magically stepped into their shoes and walked in them for the duration that they've lived. This, of course is sheerly impossible. The most we can do is learn to accept each other, and know that there is ALWAYS more than meets the eye. We must understand that all our actions stem from a past experience. A past experience that influences our future decisions for the rest of our life.
Why is he so willingly open in relationships, so passionate about things from A to Z, so fearless in taking risks, so down to earth? Because experience has taught him that life is short and to cherish every passing moment. Why is she so reserved, so cautious, so cold and barely unapproachable? Because a particular incident or series of misfortunes have left her scared of trusting others, scared of loving someone, scared of the unfamiliar. Why does he care so much for materialistic things? Because during his childhood years he was bullied endlessly for being less fortunate than those who mocked him. Why does she strive to become successful? Because she watched someone she looked up to reduce to nothing. Why is she against drugs? Because the drugs caused her father to become a man she no longer knew.