I love you's and all that jazz

"I'll love you forever" "Love you so much right now" "I don't think I could ever love someone more in my life"

      I'm just getting up, so of course the first thing I do is check my E-mail, online games and of course Facebook. Ever since the invention of "The News Feed" I scroll down it everyday. I Read statuses that look interesting and the statuses of people I want to know about. As I'm reading I skip over all those short ones with nothing much to say "At work" "At school" There's plenty of them. But the one status that I can't stand anymore are the ones quoted in blue above. I mean I LOVE all my friends to death! More then anything one could say. But it makes me so angry when you see one person who says "I love you never leave me, keep me with you all my life". Then the next day they're cursing that persons name and saying how much they don't care about them and then a week later are in an other relationship. I'm sorry but that's not love it's simply lust.

The way of the road less and no longer traveled.

One day there comes a time in your life when the noose may look and feel better then any set of arms, any kind words, even better then her's. It seems like the point has gone and left you empty. I've had this feeling many a times over the last few months. Doesn't mean it's true and also doesn't mean it's not. People seem to think it's such a shame that people die but if we're willing to do it to ourselves then shouldn't it be ok? You're not taking a life simply giving one up. Like pulling the plug on a an old man who can't do anything but sit and stare at the celling from his bed with not hope of recovery we pull the plug on a life that is yet not fruitful. Weed out the garden and let the better plants grow tall to leave the weeds behind...

Escape.

What does one do when they are broken in the heart, both physically and mentally. What do these people do when the one thing that holds your world together is unbound. When the only option that you see before you is the hole in the rope. The blade of the knife. The air between the ground and the bridge... How do people go on? They put themselves into places where the return doesn't happen. They bring themselves down so low that they can't come back or don't want to. They wish that people would quit caring and see that the end would feel better then to continue. Like a sick elderly man finally dying they are relieved from life. But sometimes jsut the fact that people won't let them do it makes things a little better.. Even if it's not all better..