they say that men can never understand women. i say, sometimes even women don't understand women. we blow hot and cold, even when it's not that time. ok maybe i won't do a generalisation here.. you never know now, with bloggers being sued/ misquoted left and right over what used to be simple, unbridled ranting. anyway.

to want to be loved truly, madly, deeply, and yet flee at the approach. to seek maturity and stability, yet desire youthful irreverence. solitude, but also a shoulder to lean on. to have your attention, and yet be cool just enough so no irreversible trauma should be suffered if the inevitable occurs. to feel safe and comforted by your presence, yet be able to recreate that same feeling without you.

maybe all we need are disposable companions to live out our moments with. just like mobile phone plans- suck all the good stuff out of one plan, or take advantage of a few different plans, each with different advantages. do relationships mimic societal views? or society relationships? it makes me sick just to think about this. all this knowledge, and all we do is refine ways to traumatise each other. i don't think pure, true, uncontaminated, innocent and sweet love exists for long anymore, if at all.