Love Overrated
Some say “Love is the reason I live. Love is the reason I breathe. Love is the reason I wake up every morning and I sleep at night.”
I say “Your pumping-heart is the reason you live. Your lung is the reason you breathe. You wake up every morning because you need to go to school and to work and you sleep because you are tired.” Don’t make me play the God card for all the ultimate reason above.
Love Onself?
They say “You can never be love unless you love oneself first.” The truth is, if you love yourself, you are narcissist. You wouldn’t have time to love others let alone others to love you. Psychologically incorrect. If other love you in spite of that, that is sympathy. In a big book of love, sympathy is synonym of pity and antonym of love. And that book is not mine, somebody left it on my table.
Triathlon
They say love make you want to swim across sea, climb the highest mountain, run across the earth. I say, triathlon did just that. And it comes with prize money.
Lovebug
Lovebug can’t be killed with insecticide and resistant to antibiotic. Once bitten, you got lovesick. If you are unlucky, you got lovechild. Prevention, a course of demonic bitterness and morbid ugliness (as earthly possible).
Love Mathemetic
The mathematic of love is: If you are poor, be handsome or be kind. If you are ugly, be rich or be kind. Handsome and rich usually comes in package of jerk, which unloveable. The poor and ugly usually lives in convent, dungeon, freakshow circus or just doesn’t make it to puberty (either get aborted, killed or suicide).
Some say “Love is the reason I live. Love is the reason I breathe. Love is the reason I wake up every morning and I sleep at night.”
I say “Your pumping-heart is the reason you live. Your lung is the reason you breathe. You wake up every morning because you need to go to school and to work and you sleep because you are tired.” Don’t make me play the God card for all the ultimate reason above.
Love Onself?
They say “You can never be love unless you love oneself first.” The truth is, if you love yourself, you are narcissist. You wouldn’t have time to love others let alone others to love you. Psychologically incorrect. If other love you in spite of that, that is sympathy. In a big book of love, sympathy is synonym of pity and antonym of love. And that book is not mine, somebody left it on my table.
Triathlon
They say love make you want to swim across sea, climb the highest mountain, run across the earth. I say, triathlon did just that. And it comes with prize money.
Lovebug
Lovebug can’t be killed with insecticide and resistant to antibiotic. Once bitten, you got lovesick. If you are unlucky, you got lovechild. Prevention, a course of demonic bitterness and morbid ugliness (as earthly possible).
Love Mathemetic
The mathematic of love is: If you are poor, be handsome or be kind. If you are ugly, be rich or be kind. Handsome and rich usually comes in package of jerk, which unloveable. The poor and ugly usually lives in convent, dungeon, freakshow circus or just doesn’t make it to puberty (either get aborted, killed or suicide).
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