What is love? Does anyone really know? Everytime I have that feelint it seems to escape from my heart, it always seems to go. I think love is underestimated, that it's all just hype. Or maybe it's that I'm just not love's type. Whenever I loved someone it's like our timing was off. Cuz when he finally loves me, i love him not. Love brings too many problems with it, though people see it as the answer. Why would someone choose to go through all of this hell? Love always seems to make me ill. So, what is love? Does anyone really know? All I know is love is a place I never want to go.Birth sign: Libra
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