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Originally Posted by Key
we always feel like it's special, it's different, because we WANT to believe that. love, the other half, the ONE we're destined for. it uh, doesn't quite work like that despite what the movies and loves songs tell you. love's blind, you get too absorbed and you start turning a blind things to the obvious, and if you do see them you start rationalizing to cover them up.
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I don't know Key all that well. But, I will say that he knows what he's talking about here.
Where the fuck were you 15 years ago, Key? I sure could've used you then.
Lifeandtimes, you are me...15 years ago. I mean right down to the "sickness". I was more than willing to accept whatever "scraps" she saw fit to toss in my direction. Grateful for any bit of positive attention that she would show me. Always just enough to keep me interested and hopeful...but never enough to be fulfilled.
Does that sound like me? Just...think about that for a moment.
Right now, as of
this very moment, you are standing in the middle of a minefield. Be very careful with your next step. And I urge you...hard as it is (and I know that it's hard)...
try to keep at least one objective eye open. It's the only chance you have. Trust me.