Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Oh Dakota, I know our love is new. I barely know ya.

I'm in love with you. Are you in love with me too? Those are the last two lines in the A Rocket to the Moon song, Dakota. People don't really notice the lyrics to some songs but I do... And these ones, if you read them, are so very strange. I mean they really tell you about teenage love. You give your heart automatically to a person of whom you are usually just infatuated with, yet assume it's love you are feeling, and of whom you barely know! And the most annoying part is they insist on telling everyone about their love! Bah, you are not in love! You might have a strong liking for them, but you are not in love. Most music these days have to do with some person who is pining after another, wanting them to love them. Love. That's a strong word. And knowing most teenager, myself especially me, they are flighty and change their minds within days. Now I have compiled a list that shows you of our love. Here are some of them.

The list
Banana Pancakes- Jack Johnson
Everything We Had- The Academy Is...
The Brightest Green- Anarbor
32 Way To Make You Smile- Backseat Goodbye
When Did We Loose Ourselves?- The Bigger Lights
Romance In a Slow Dance- The Bigger Lights
I'll Run- The Cab
Vegas Skies- The Cab
Actually all of The Cab
Face The Day- Callahan
All of Cute Is What We Aim For
All of A Fine Frenzy
You Make My Dreams- Hall & Oats
Coffee Break- Forever The Sickest Kids
Here (In Your Arms)- Hellogoodbye
All of The Maine
All of Nevershoutnever!
Some of The Scene Aesthetic
Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap

Those are only a few, and I know you know it! Those are just some of the songs and artists from a playlist my friend made me. I guess She felt I needed inspiration or love, though I don't. I know that I sound really silly, like someone who hasn't been in love so she is bitching about it, but that's not true. If you really think about it, have you ever been in love? Or have you just been infatuated? There is a difference. So there are two words of the day today, LOVE and INFATUATION. Here's the definition for you stupid heads.

The most spectacular,indescribable, deep euphoric feeling for someone.

Love is an incredibly powerful word. When you're in love, you always want to be together, and when you're not, you're thinking about being together because you need that person and without them your life is incomplete.

This love is unconditional affection with no limits or conditions: completely loving someone. It's when you trust the other with your life and when you would do anything for each other. When you love someone you want nothing more than for them to be truly happy no matter what it takes because that's how much you care about them and because their needs come before your own. You hide nothing of yourself and can tell the other anything because you know they accept you just the way you are and vice versa.

It's when they're the last thing you think about before you go to sleep and when they're the first thing you think of when you wake up, the feeling that warms your heart and leaves you overcome by a feeling of serenity. Love involves wanting to show your affection and/or devotion to each other. It's the smile on your face you get when you're thinking about them and miss them.

Love can make you do anything and sacrifice for what will be better in the end. Love is intense,and passionate. Everything seems brighter, happier and more wonderful when you're in love. If you find it, don't let it go.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life:

That word is love.


Infatuation consists of people thinking they are in love but when indeed it is just a deep lust or like for another person.
Infatuation sucks.
All-encompassing, gut-wrenching, soul-draining activity that only requires the active involvement of one individual: the obsessor. A second individual is required for the peripheral need of providing the obsessor with an object of needless, unappreciated, possibly unwanted, often unwarranted affection. The second invididual may or may not be aware of his/her peripheral involvement, and may or may not be willing to be peripherally involved: the object's awareness and/or willingness of being an object of desire is of no consequence to the obsessor.
The innocent girl lost her sensibility due to her infatuation with the nice boy, who was in constant denial of the entire situation.

Yeah so I know that today's post is a bit wordy. But I wanted to get my thoughts out there. You might have noticed I have some strong opinions about things. Well a blog is what I do to get my opinions out there, even if no one reads it. So yeah. Now I'm not a hypocrite. When I like a guy, I don't gush about how much I love him. I legitimately say "I am totally INFATUATED with this one guy!" Yeah so it sounds weird but who cares?! I'm a weird girl. Well I'm gonna go now. Here is your pretty picture!

This picture is titled "Young Love." That's not true though is it? "Young Infatuation."


  1. ohh i "love" here by hello goodbye

  2. I like,
    Where we are,
    When we drive,
    In your car.
    I like,
    Where we are;

    Cause our lips,
    Can touch,
    And our cheeks,
    Can brush.
    Our lips,
    Can touch;

    Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me.
    Whispers "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly."
    I fell in love, in love with you suddenly.

    well i guess its infacutated now but it still works for me i mean if you are infactuated with someone bolth people can still really care about each other like in highschool the couples wont really see eachother after graduation but still make the most of their time together

  3. have you heard candlelight by reliant k thats a good one

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  5. Wish I had someone who loved me
    Wish I had some one
    who could catch me
    when I fall
    Wish someone was there
    to stand with me
    through it all
    Wish I had someone
    who'd hide the scars
    Wish I had someone
    who'd take away the knife
    whisper in my ear
    "need you in my life"
    Wish I had some caring hands
    to hold me when I am weak
    Wish I had a sturdy shoulder
    to help cry me to sleep
    Wish I had an angel
    to keep me from hell's gates
    Wish you could be there
    in my moment of need
    Wish I had some one
    who actually cared
    hope there is some one
    who doesn't cause me tears
    Every slap every hit
    drives the nails further
    deeper in my skin
    the sacrificial, crucifiction
    soon will begin
    hoping there is someone
    who doesn't wish me harm
    that doesn't leave traces
    of bruises on my arm
    cuts on my face
    or blood on my sheets
    yanking my hair
    or leaving me on the streets
    Is it to much to yearn for
    someone to wipe the tears
    is it too much to ask for
    some one to kiss my wrist
    when I try to releasing the
    burning pain
    Wish I had some one
    who cared enough to kill me
    Is it too much to ask
    for some one to love me?

  6. Wow this is the most anyone has ever commented on my Posts. It's usually just me and Nox. Ha!

    Steph and Ghost- Those were both wonderful!