the planned crushing <-♥~

We know how to feel better, we have the sources, nothing will stop us. Not even life's forced system of justice.

It's true that the sole idea of falling in love can produce angst, but it can also provide us exaggerate amounts of serotonin and only because of that love happens to be so famous.

A new person comes to our lives... good-looking, wields reputable qualities, an untamable smile and a determined gaze, but nothing certifies us that he/she is the love of our lives (luckily this doesn't matter). Assuming he/she is also sad, for anything, we can make a pact with him/her: we're both certainly looking for serotonin, and if we can make the favor of producing it for each other then so we will.

Yes, it will appear to be very systematic, love will be but a disguise; it is always, only in this occasion it won't have to pretend being real.
No, it isn't sad at all the fact that love is an illusion unless you intend to look at this solely on the negative side.

That's right... what's the point of disturbing us with fictitious stuff? It's pointless. (Does it have to have a point? not everything in life, i can assure you that)
Right now we are disposed to love this wonderful person who we know nothing about, other than the fact he/she looks like a dream come true.
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Update: After some days the illusion commits suicide. And surprisingly love isn't ashamed of having been fake.
Now that all feelings are accepted we bear no problem.

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  1. Hola, mi nombre es Rafael, me parece que ese sueño que tienes es el mismo que yo tengo, soy de Perú, la verdad te digo que ser bueno es mas de lo que uno cree, me gustaria conversar contigo de eso y otras cosas, mi correo es rgonzalesgg@hotmail.com, nos vemos, cuidate y Dios te bendiga.

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