Does true love exist?

Very_Bad_Man

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Does it last?

I think it passed me bye.

Is it to late for me?

Will my life continue to be a never ending montage of meaningless hot sweaty sex with whores till I get syphilis and go insane like Vette?

I just want to be loved.

Sing it Elvis........

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine

Quiet thought come floating down
And settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories,
Sweet memories

Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilight trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine,
Memories, memories, sweet memories
 
Of course it does, just not for everyone. First patience is needed, then wisdom to recognize it. Next the courage to grab it up. Last the strength to keep it. I haven't experienced it but I know many that have it. For fifty years and more. It is a beautiful thing when it is real.
 
if it existed and you let it pass you by, that would make you an imbecile. because, if it existed, surely that would be the most important thing in the world? you might never find another who brought out of you the things that person did. you might die regretting a life wasted.

'course it's pro'ly bollocks :)
 
if it existed and you let it pass you by, that would make you an imbecile. because, if it existed, surely that would be the most important thing in the world? you might never find another who brought out of you the things that person did. you might die regretting a life wasted.

'course it's pro'ly bollocks :)

Never spent a day hustling on the streets, have you bitch?
 
I was lucky enough to have lived the briefest moment of true love. Or unlucky depending on how you look at it since she's out of my life now.

I'm devastated we're not still at least friends and that in the end she didn't even believe my feelings for her or that they mattered.

True love exists. It's a cruel joke the fates use to create miserable lonely cynics.
 
It does, but you have to do stuff like...care.

If it's not your thing, then that's cool.

I don't think it's for everybody. It's like gardening. You have to enjoy the seasons and weeding and maintenance and the accomplishment of doing it yourself and creating something beautiful.

Prostitutes in this case are like a bouquet from a florist. You don't work at it, you pay for it, and I'm fine with it.
 
I do believe it exists. I also believe that not everyone finds it. I also believe that if you have a fairy tale view of love you're probably going to be disappointed. Two people living and loving together is tough, if you don't nurture it it can die.
I believe that the grass isn't greener on the other side, it's greenest where you water it.
 
"True love" infers there's some sort of untrue love.

But love? Yeah it exists. It just doesn't hold up to the myth perpetuated in bad ballads, flowery novels and Tom Hanks flicks.
 
I have my own idea of true love. If THE ONE makes you think youre the luckiest dog on Earth, and every other just doesnt cut it, its prolly true love.
 
It does, but you have to do stuff like...care.

If it's not your thing, then that's cool.

I don't think it's for everybody. It's like gardening. You have to enjoy the seasons and weeding and maintenance and the accomplishment of doing it yourself and creating something beautiful.

Prostitutes in this case are like a bouquet from a florist. You don't work at it, you pay for it, and I'm fine with it.

I have my doubts about the CARE part, but I think you nailed the rest of it pretty good.
 
I have my own idea of true love. If THE ONE makes you think youre the luckiest dog on Earth, and every other just doesnt cut it, its prolly true love.

See, when you're being reasonable and sane I agree with you.
Good post.
 
I have my own idea of true love. If THE ONE makes you think youre the luckiest dog on Earth, and every other just doesnt cut it, its prolly true love.

This.

Also, for me, it's about just being there. I knew I was falling in love when the thoughts that were occurring to me were - what if he gets sick, what if I'm not there?

It's wanting to be the first phone call and the right to be the one to go in during visiting hours as well as wanting to tango and hold hands.

Yes, there are lots of people that are fun to hang out with and spend time with, have sex with, mess around with, but who do you want there during your life's most important moments? If the answer is that you want to go it alone, then just stay alone. If there's no answer to that, then just do what you do with the fun people in the world.

If you really want to build something and share something together, build a separate language of metaphorical experience together, then I think that's love. To want to be there not just when someone's hot and sexy and vibrant, but to want to be there even more when they're sick and need help. To want to be there when you're old together with a shared history.

I think they're both valid, going it alone and going it together. But the second surely isn't a myth.
 
"True love" infers there's some sort of untrue love.

But love? Yeah it exists. It just doesn't hold up to the myth perpetuated in bad ballads, flowery novels and Tom Hanks flicks.

You saying Forrest didn't love Jenny? Fuck you, sir. Fuck you.
 
There is so little difference between true love and false love, it's hardly worth worrying about.

You won't know which was which until much later. At the time, there is no accurate test.
 
There is so little difference between true love and false love, it's hardly worth worrying about.

You won't know which was which until much later. At the time, there is no accurate test.

Yes, you can tell when you're in it, action by action.

That's where divorces come from.
 
So there IS hope for me.

Now I must decide which one of you LUCKY ladies I will stalk errrrr woe, yes woe.
 
So there IS hope for me.

Now I must decide which one of you LUCKY ladies I will stalk errrrr woe, yes woe.

Well, yes, there's hope for everyone. But it's not necessarily a goal everyone has the temperament to reach.

There's a saying "If you want to go fast, go alone, if you want to go far, go with your family."

You strike me as a go fast guy and a go fast woman just means you'd both be together for as long as the other one kept pace, but the moment they fucked up and were roadkill...they would no longer be worthy.
 
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