Bullshit. And Im noticing just how many of my lil tales start off with the word bullshit. I think Ive found my niche in the writing world. Disputing all the tried and true rot that people tend to live by. I aint living that way. Who would want to?
Brings me back to my original point, its nowhere near better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. Who writes this shit anyway? Why would you think it better to have had the barest taste of that which you will never have again? What kind of masochistic person wants that?
John Travolta lives by this diet of his. Its a case of, he can eat anything he damn well wants, but only have one mouthful of it if its on the 'no go' list. One mouthful of that divine mouthwateringly gorgeous chocolate mudcake? I dont think so. I dont want the damn cake if I cant have it and eat it too.
So, do we do what I usually do? Convince myself I dont really love the damn cake, so its not that bad if I never have it again? Or do we just not order the damn cake in the first place? I hate to break it to you...but I like cake. Gaanz makes me heart shaped chocolate cakes. I think she's trying to tell me soemthing. But I like cake, so I eat it. Thats the problem.
I like the damn cake, so I eat it. And then I want it again. Its not my fault if it takes me 18 damn years to find the bloody recipie for it. But I can tell you, its good cake. I love that cake. One bloody mouthful is not enough of that damn cake.
Ok Im prepared to accept the same damn cake with a different icing on it, but it will still be the same cake. Just presented differently.
THought for now....I will so have my cake and eat it too. I love cake. Cake is PreciousPrincess worthy. I dont want cupcakes, I dont want cheesecakes, I want MY cake. And it will not be a pretty picture to have loved that cake and then lost it. Who writes this stuff anyway? I can guarantee Im not even friends with them.
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