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Love is an Addiction
Love is a drug. And perhaps it is the most terrible of all drugs, because unlike actual drugs, this one won’t kill you. …Usually, at least.
It will just rip your soul out from inside of you, tie it into a knot, and beat you up with it until you wish you were dead.
And because of that, we keep pursuing it. Because we’re all addicts.
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I’ve loved my children. Both the born and the unborn. Equally, though the latter with much more pain, and the former with a lot more frustration.
Somewhere along the way I may have even loved myself for a moment of delirium. But then I met myself. And then, like every love before, I lost myself again.
And like every love before, it refuses to die completely.
For our addiction, there is no “Lovers Anonymous”.
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