Life is complicated and difficult. It is definitely not easy and never has been. It’s frightening and painful, and it’s ugly and nasty. You lose people you love, and people lie to you. Life is not perfec. But we must live it, regardless of what it is. We must make the best of it, whether it is dark or light. Life is what we make of it. This is the point: Life is what we make of it, and we are what life makes us. We cannot control most of it, but we can change parts of it. It’s all in the attitude and way we see things. If you look for darkness you will find it, and if you seek the light it will come. This is one of the few things I believe in. Life is not always terrible, in fact it has it’s very bright spots. Take love for example.

Love- The dictionary defines it, we try to explain it, and still it alludes us. We know we can feel it and that it exists. Or do we? Some people say it doesn’t really exsist,a nd maybe they’re right. But I say they’re wrong. Love exists, but here’s the unpleasant part. Love is painful, difficult, and strange. It makes you do strange and stupid things like buy some of your boyfriend’s cologne to spray on a bear he gave you. It makes you wait over a thousand miles away for a guy you get to see maybe three times a year. Love makes you defend someone. Love also drives you crazy. The fact is that love is weird. This is the love I want: