L is for the way you...

I LOVE love. Anywhichway you take it, give it, feel it, steal it, spread it, share it or talk about it...I'm into it. Love reading books about love, seeing movies about love, feeling it and seeing others feel it. Why you may ask? Who the hell knows.

I myself have not been lucky in love (yet). A series of failed, dissolved, disintegrated or completely annihilated relationships to many people may leave them jaded and bitter in their group of dwindling (or all together non-existent like mine) single friends in their life...but for me, somehow, I still hold onto the idea of the fairytale love...time-stopping, earth-standing-still sort of moments where your whole heart and soul are so wrapped up in another human being...it still exists, right?

I love to write letters. I love to receive letters...is there any man on this earth that really would enjoy the romance of writing me a (goddamn) letter every once and awhile? Is it too much to ask for a little lead poisoning by way of pencil to paper use in order to make me happy? I mean seriously...I don't ask for much...just a little paper...or a napkin...or maybe that receipt crumbled up in your back pocket...write some sweet crap down and mail it to me...

Ok, so I do have my bitter days. The ones where the world wide web and dwindling glory of social networking sites show me that even the most delusional, mean or otherwise insane people have found fantastical love in some shape or size and are happy as a motherf*cking clam...you know, just a little bitter. I can waste the occasional weekend night being sappy and sad and lonely with me,myself and I, a good cocktail and a realllllly sappy love story chick-flick, but you know what? I'm full of hope for my own love to come along, and you know what people? When it does, it's gonna be (to use a really unnecessarily brought-into-tween-slang-for-over-dramatization-of-mundane-moments-word) EPIC. That's right b*tches. Read this and weep (or read the next blog where I talked about how I sobbed after writing this one). But for realz, on the down-low or the uptown downtown I'm gonna take you down to Chinatown kinda foshizzle...it's out there...and that shit is just waiting for me.