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December 20, 2008

Daily: It’s like a narcotic. (3 Comments)


“I’ve been in love before. It’s like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day, you want more. You’re not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. You think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget them for three hours.

“But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he’s not there, you feel like an addict who can’t get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you’re willing to do anything for love.”


I only experimented. I wanted to see where the relationship ould lead me, since I was used to fooling around. I found love something I don’t deserve (and prolly never will), yet I wanted something new in my life. True enough, being around him too much had me dependent on him and eventually it happened. I hate the face that when you lose someone that has become part of your system, you find yourself feeling incomplete. To get that satisfied feeling again, we do everything without caring what it makes us. But thank goodness for “rehab” and not missing screws. *rofl* I know my place and when to stop.

Why does it seem like the feeling’s such a bad thing? That it is said to be similar to a drug.





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