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Ice age coming Ice age coming
Throw it into the fire Throw it into the fire
Idioteque, by Radiohead - Kid A

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Originally posted by DuSTman:
Love was recently classed as a mental disorder, due to the way it can affect your reasoning, etc.

Madness, I tell you, madness.

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If it's the same study I heard about, researchers determined that being in love is pretty much the same head chemistry as people with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

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Originally posted by askheaves:
If it's the same study I heard about, researchers determined that being in love is pretty much the same head chemistry as people with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

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God damn pyschiatrists... when are they going to figure out that there is more to a happy life than brain chemistry and "wellness?"

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From Directhex:
thank you, and that was MY £0.0136480

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All I really know about love is that I'm lacking it. When I think about it, I get this feeling in my chest like I'm out of air, and I feel like the tears are just going to start streaming down, which they do sometimes. I just get so lonely sometimes, that I can feel what I can't. Do you understand that? Like, I can sense when something is missing, without experiencing it.

Throughout my life I've had the ability to look upon myself from a different point of view. I've been able to look at other people from a different point of view. And it's truly enlightening. And when I see people in love with each other, I can almost feel what they're feeling. It's like, I can think of what would compell me to do something that they're doing, and what they would be thinking about at the same time.

I just don't want to be lonely anymore. I just don't understand. I'm cute, smart, have a good future in an evergrowing workplace, and I just want love. Why am I so lonely?

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Originally posted by Evil_Monkey:
I only wish I knew. I'm somewhat of a classical romantic. I was the kid that would pass poems in 6th grade. And not cheesy ones, real shakespearan shit. But I just don't know what it is. Girls say I'm cute, but I refuse to believe it when I'm getting dogged so damn much.

All I really know about love is that I'm lacking it. When I think about it, I get this feeling in my chest like I'm out of air, and I feel like the tears are just going to start streaming down, which they do sometimes. I just get so lonely sometimes, that I can feel what I can't. Do you understand that? Like, I can sense when something is missing, without experiencing it.

Throughout my life I've had the ability to look upon myself from a different point of view. I've been able to look at other people from a different point of view. And it's truly enlightening. And when I see people in love with each other, I can almost feel what they're feeling. It's like, I can think of what would compell me to do something that they're doing, and what they would be thinking about at the same time.

I just don't want to be lonely anymore. I just don't understand. I'm cute, smart, have a good future in an evergrowing workplace, and I just want love. Why am I so lonely?

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I love Kari p00h! :)

This one time, when I was a little kid, we were coming back home from a trip or something, and it was getting late, and we decided to eat out. I really wanted to have a hot dog, cause like I said early, I could just recall how I felt when it was sooooo nicely cooked and tasted so awesome, so I was psyched and hungry for a hot dog.

Being the pampered little shit that I was, we went looking for a restaurant that served hot dogs (I don't like being pampered, or spoiled, so to avoid this, I rarely speak to my parents). We went to two with no luck. My dad got angry and decided we were just going out for pizza. I coped with it, thought about how good pizza would be, and got pretty psyched about that.

We got to the restaurant, looked in the menus, and guess what was there? You guessed it, hot dogs! My dad informed me, and what did I do? I passed. I decided to eat the pizza, because I had cleared the desire to eat the hot dog from my mind and focused on the pizza.

Why do I remember this? I have no clue. Your guess is as good as mine. I remember lots of obscure stuff to the finest detail. Maybe it has some profound affect on me, but it seems apropriate for this situation atleast, and I believe it has affected my logic since then. So do you get what I'm saying?

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Kari p00h
*GF of Caseman984*

The thing is, the more lonely you feel the less hope you have... and while that sounds really upseting, what I'm trying to say is cheer up! Just keep your eyes open, and it'll hit you when you least expect it!

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