People have too many desires. To be prettier, skinnier, smarter, better (okay, basically my desires)... and the most dangerous of all is the desire to love and be loved. Poets write about it, girls dream about it and the world talks about it.
In fulfilling our desire for love, we desperately seek it in others but what if it was never meant to be embodied or possessed. Or maybe the idea of love a priori entails the condition of being unattainable. Yes, this is what i think about on rainy days when i'm all cuddled up in bed feeling too fat from the bag of MnMs i just consumed unconsciously. Perfect example of akrasia.
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