I don’t “heart” this. Why the fuck do you “heart” this? Do you even fucking understand the definition of the word love, if thats what you’re insinuating? You’re brash and unfocused use of words disgusts me.
Darla – You’re certainly welcome to post a dissenting opinion on here, but I’d encourage you to take a long look at your own life. Whatever chain of decisions you’ve made in your life has led you to this very moment, a moment of your making. So at some point along the way you decided something, perhaps subconsciously, that resulted in you sitting in a room in front of a computer, leaving a nasty little hateful notes on other people’s expressions of joy and passion.
That’s the kind of person that you have become.
It’s totally normal to have lonely moments where you feel unloved — it’s part of the human experience. The next time you feel lonely and unloved, just try to remember that you deserve it. The person you’ve decided to be when nobody else is looking is a total cunt.
Plus, if you really cared so much about the English language, you’d know the difference between “you’re” and “your.”
Oooooooooh walked right into that one. Nah, just figured I could quantify the explicit relations between “heart” and love. I suppose the fact that it was 3:11 in the morning where I was doesn’t make a difference. In the case of random internet commenters, Jeffrey, you shouldn’t have to justify your excessively long comment.
Hah, I looked at it a couple of times and couldn’t figure out what was cool about it, until I realised I was looking at the drawn image of the truck which was drawn onto a truck! Does that make me dumb?