A good number of us fall in love for the first time at a young age. Some of us don’t know what love is until later on in life. There’s even some of us who thought they were in love, but it was really passion that was relieved by a few good nights of wine and soft sheets.
Love can be a tricky thing. The word itself has been used so many times that it has lost its value completely. Yet, love can have different meanings towards different people.
To scientists and realists, love is simply a chemical reaction in the brain that gives us humans the drive to procreate with suitable mates. To the rest of us, love is a strong desire for someone we care about.
(Source) (I actually have brown eyes, but this is beautiful nonetheless!)
My father…took me into the city, to see a marching band… (any MCR fans out there? God, I wish they’d reunite.)
I was adorable, I have to admit. The way I snickered when I put a little prank on someone, knowing the amount of trouble I’d get into.
But then, it dawned on me. When I was mischievous and mean to others, I realized that I was the bully. I was the one causing them pain. In the long run, they would ask themselves, “what have I done to her to deserve this?”