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I admit it: i have lost count of the number of conversations ive had with more than one voice about the hurt and the pain love causes. and yet, each time i seem to wallow in the misery afterward; strange tht it hasn't numbed me against neither the memories, nor the feeling of loss. here's to another one! cheers.
AI: i'll never love again... EVER... i thought i'd be smart and not end up in this shit in the first place... but no, i had to put my head in the lion's mouth... and shit it hurts... and now i know why it's so much better to be watching a triangle than to be fucking playing a role in one
AA: you'll love again. trust me. you'll love again, bt it'll be different then. you'll be smarter and you wont be nearly as kind as you are now. you'll love by charting territories and making plans. the next time, u'll just be mechanical. that's what love does to us. the first time you fall, it chnges everything.
AI: i hate robots and zombies rooj... i don't want to walk dead
AA: you're not dead now. you're feeling hurt and pain. njoy while it lasts. there's only zombi-ism after the numbness. that's what they call, "getting over smbdy"
AI: oh shit
AA: precisely. this pain's preparing you for the ugliness ahead. dont reject it.
AI: don't reject the pain or the ugliness?
AA: the pain. its a blessing. ugliness is the reward for loving.
AI: oh great... have i landed the jackpot... and now i say what juno said best... Ow ow fuckity ow! :( chalo u get ready for work
