What is love?
I’m going to ask it….
What is love?
I got nothin’
During the age of the big lizards, this was the definition of love.
So, basically, love back then was a mixture of PolyAnna, Mother Teresa, and a modest but gullible wrestler?
I’ve had this kind of love in my life
I was 12 at the time, and his name was loony Lonnie.
I did find a relationship once that worked well. He asked me to marry him on our 3rd date. Ended up to be my 2nd husband. He died 10 years later. Cigarettes were his first love. Sometimes, love kills.
When people ask me for marital advice, I’m like…
I’ve been married 5 times. All I know from the experience is that there’s no such thing as a perfect man. I’ve never been married to a woman or had any interest in trying it, so I can’t tell you what it’s like to be married to one.
All I can say is that if I married someone exactly like me, we’d probably end up getting a divorce. I don’t need another person in the house who can destroy a computer just by using it.
A guy who looked a lot like this once asked me to marry him.
It’s call desperation. Imagine a guy following you around and asking for a date. You say no and he asks, “Will you marry me?”
I had to ask
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I have found the perfect male and. well…
Here’s his picture:
Dingo Mutt likes to cuddle with me at night, and he rarely leaves my side when I’m home.
So once again, I have to ask, “What is love?”
If it isn’t that gnawing at your gut when you fear losing your other half — until the bastard part of him comes out and you’re forced to show him the door.
If it isn’t a coziness after many years of marriage that feels like security — until he dies.
Then what the hell is love!?
Until I find out, I’ll settle for this:
I would say Dingo mutt is the true love. No human can ever give that unconditional love.✨✍️😉 Happy Weekend😄
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Sad to say, that’s true.
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Love is like getting hit by a speeding train.it cripples you so you can’t get away! According to Johanna Lindsay who I discovered in my late teens. Cheers,H
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The love we receive from our pets is total.
I’m not saying Hubby is a pet, but he loves me unconditionally, warts and all. I love him too. But put it into words? It’s everything about our life together, good , the not so good (as currently) or bad. I was once told that it wasn’t a case of finding a man you could live with, but one you could not live without. I cannot imagine my life without him in it. so I guess he’s It.
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Excellent advice.
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That and being told by my friend to keep him as he was useful!
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“Baby don’t hurt me. Don’t hurt me, no more.”
Why did you do this to meeeeeeeeeeee?
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Love is a living, abiding, entity. God is love. Out of His abundance He prepares and tailors a love for a purpose and spills it out of heaven to earth where it attaches to a mother and her baby, a man and a woman, a friendship, as a third party with endless capabilities. Love abides with them and provides all the things they need for success.
But sadly it is often killed by those it is intended to help. Love never fails. People fail love.
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