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The most dangerous drug of all.

The most cliche way it has been described is love is a drug.

But it’s true.

Whoever said it first had it right. Love is something you have heard about and seen other people use.

You grow up witnessing the highs and the lows. You grow up curious if it will be different for you.

Until one day you meet your gateway. You don’t expect to start using so young but you do. The beginning and even middle are the best times to get high.

You’re still discovering how far you can push it. A little more every time. And it’s not like you imagined suddenly.

You find yourself becoming obsessed and irritated with everything. You’re dependent. You walk away but it’s easier to go back every time.

Like drugs the user can hit rock bottom. They have a clear decision to make and there is no returning fully. It’s one of the hardest a person can make in life.

Once you start the withdrawals you remember every good high. You relapse from time to time but it’s not like it used to be. Nothing fits and feels the same.

When the withdrawals are done you never lose the crave. It merely suppresses easier over time.

Love is the ultimate drug in life.

The only drug that let’s humans know it will be alright at the end of the high. Because there are more highs to make you feel higher and one day you’ll never have to come down.

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21 Uncommon Romantic Gestures That Would Make Any Girl Melt

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1. Play with her hair while the two of you are watching TV. It doesn’t have to be complex, just a little light head touching/hair-messing-with will put her into a near-meditative state.

2. Get your dessert to-go at the restaurant so the two of you can eat it at home while watching a movie/your favorite TV show.

3. Instead of just asking her where she wants to go for dinner — because you know that she loves when you put in the effort to choose, but is really picky when it comes to what she wants — give her three options that you want to go to (including one or two you haven’t tried before, if possible). It’s the best of both worlds.

4. If you spend the night at her place (or even if you share the place) make the bed while she’s in the shower or getting ready.

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The Human Condition: A Short Read on a Long-Ass Subject

By: Erika Napoletano~ My favorite female blogger

A date. A client. Fellow students. Scene partners in improv class. The guy sitting next to me on the bus. A cab driver.

Whenever I meet anyone, I try to remember one not so simple thing: everyone I meet is in the exact same place I am –

Stuck between the person they are and the person they’d like to become.

This morning, I was furiously cleaning my house before having to hop a plane to Denver (and all in the name of not having my pet sitter think I’m a complete slob). One of my scarves was on my dining room table. I grabbed it without a thought and walked it over to my snazzy new wall-mounted coat rack. As I lifted it to hang it up, I caught a scent. I lowered the scarf to my nose. Inhaled.

It smelled like him.

I stood there for a a few more moments than likely appropriate, just rolling around memories of the fun that had imprinted such a scent on my scarf. I smiled.

Today, as you go about doing whatever it is that needs doing, I hope you’ll catch a whiff. Steal a glance. Open a box that hasn’t been opened in quite some time. Maybe you’ll skip Buzzfeed and HuffPost and instead, dial the phone or write a note (complete with address and an actual motherfucking STAMP because there’s nothing old school about a sweet ass letter).

Maybe you’ll have a happy collision with the conflict of your Now and your Next. Each day, we’re surrounded by humans, each facing the same journey — all in the same condition. It’s lovely when someone’s path leaves an imprint on ours, as for a moment this morning I felt better for it. I didn’t find myself sad that a recent thing I thought was going so well imploded (Mac users can imagine the definitive POOF that happens when you drag an icon from your toolbar into the ether — you can imagine my heart being dragged with a similar goal of disposal). I just reminded myself that I met that man stuck smack dab between his Now and his Next.

And between you and me (and the internets, I guess), the scent that made me smile this morning wasn’t his, the dragger of heart icons into the ether. But sending him along his path towards his Next allowed me to collide with someone who has no idea he made my 6:45AM kind of Now a little sweeter.

The human condition — stuck between our Nows and our Will Bes. It’s funny what can come of an OCD-induced early morning cleaning fest and an unnatural kind of love for a wall-mounted coat rack.

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Hiking Not Just for Dogs!

Really amazed me!

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To Be Human, Is to Be Beautifully Flawed

I’m human. I’m flawed. I’ve done many things in my life i’m not proud of.

I’ve cheated others. I’ve lied to make myself look better. I’ve stolen from places. I’ve broken hearts. As humans, control over certain actions is hard. The overwhelming emotions happen. One minute you are completely yourself.

Confident. Assured.

The next minute you are out of your own body watching yourself. Thinking the consequences of your actions as they are taking place. You think to yourself. Why am I doing this? Why am I doing something I never said I would do?

Why do we do things so outside of our normal characteristic?

It is because we are human. The perfect person never learned how to be perfect by always doing the right thing. The perfect person never had the best morals or always said the right thing.

The perfect person felt jealousy. The perfect person felt greed. But most importantly the perfect person felt pain.

Pain is the ultimate game changer in life. Maybe at one point someone hurt you so bad you started seeing the world different. Maybe the universe dealt you pain and you didn’t know how to fully recover.

In the end a perfect human is one who feels everything.

The perfect person realizes emotions are life.

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Self Immunity

Upon discovery, a charge runs through the body.

a shock falls on the victims, and heads no warning.

Just as love so often occurs,

It Succeeds in the ultimate illness.

The soul must allow it to run its course.

Producing the army, white blood cells necessary to

 a downfall. Afterwards immunity is signed,

resulting paranoia, to double the defenses inside.

Just as an illness sweeps past suddenly,

Our love emulates the motion.

 As waves wash up to the land

to recede back to open ocean.

Just As life and those living are all impermanent.

Love.

As the nature of all before and after it

Is perishable,

Do not dwell on the inevitable.

The earth calls to gravity

As the open sea doth to me.

Let the soul take its course,

Take the moments not considered lost,

Merely forgotten.

Over time wounds grow scar tissue

In respect for the sanity, return soon.

Pain condenses never becoming truly obsolete,

merely inaudible, never fully pressing delete.

 

You be the hours laid on the clock, and I

the minutes or merely seconds.

If the future holds a meeting in this tick

There is no telling what time it may be, within that tock.

Do not dwell on the inevitable,

Do not force grief upon the mind

when room for ecstasy is easily buildable.

Do not dwell and ignore,

Like a fair Phaedre for a score.

Self equitable, Opportunities suit themselves.

Envelope the present, envision the future,

Place the past on the lowest shelves.

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If it so happens our hands overlap,

Let our eyes meet and simper,

For then the arcane will be the obvious.

And the evidence apparently evident.

 

The first illness, the root of it all,

presents infinite opportunity.

One only need embrace inevitable,

to gain the soul immunity.

~I wrote this poem my first year in college when my english teacher told us to make a poem about anything. I chose the easiest thing to write poetry about. Love. Not just love but the first love. I took the first love a person experience’s and turned it into a disease. One that breaks you down. But after you have completely beat the disease of love your heart is stronger than it was before. It builds up its own immunity. In the end it is inevitable we all get our heart broken. It is about embracing it and realizing it hurts in the present but helps for the future.

I also used the illusion of hands on a clock representing the first lover. At some point we all wonder what would happen if in 30 years you ran into the first love. Would you both realize at that point the reason the two of you didn’t work out was for the benefit of both you?~

Thought for the day.

“Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.”–Mahatma Gandhi

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