[blkberry]

username: snowolive
name: peach
gender: female, very much lesbian
what does love mean to them? love isn't something you can just describe, wip
one extra: (another art piece of 200 more words)

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[Ember!]

mork mork!!

[Fernathy]

aaa mark <3

[jensen ackles]

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- tupelo honey by van morrison -

username: jensen ackles

name: kitty

gender: female

what does love mean to them?


"We all know love can be bittersweet, and sometimes it can do more damage than it does good. But that risk is part of what makes the thrill of love so amazing."


Kitty has always struggled with letting others in. For as long as she can remember, she's been tentative about making friends or talking to others. But as she grew, she opened herself little by little. She was growing into a selfless, kind, compassionate, friendly being who would gladly help another. And she fell in love. She fell so hopelessly in love. But not all tales of romance have happy endings. They broke her heart, and left her to rot. The sweet, loving girl Kitty was becoming quickly turned into a secluded, afraid, ghostly shell of the girl she used to be.

She moved on, and found new friends. Her greatest friend, however, began to show Kitty what it was like to love again. She coaxed Kitty out of her jail cell, and rebuilt her shattered pride. She began to teach Kitty what it was like to want to let someone into her broken heart. As opposed to guarding the door to her soul day after day, Kitty learned to entrust they key to another, and in doing so, she became free.

Now, you may have noticed that all of this had to do with love love. But that's not the only kind. Actually, being a fan of the classics, Kitty likes to categorize love into the six ancient Greek words for love - eros, the love of passion and desire, philia, the love of friendship, ludus, the playful love shared by children, agape, the selfless love for everyone, pragma, the love between two longstanding significant others, and lastly, philautia, the love of oneself. Kitty loves this system of categorization, as it allows her to make sense of the feelings she has buried for so long, and it encompasses that which many look over in love - that it isn't just about a significant other.

In this way, Kitty knows she is never without love - although she may strive to one day experience pragma, she knows that she will always have philia to keep her strong. And the stronger philia becomes, the more Kitty learns to understand philautia. Even being the dreamer she is, Kitty knows that becoming lost in her emotion could lead to disaster - for this reason, she finds solace in the realization that there are many different aspects of love, and not every one is equal. In trusting the parts, she learns to trust the whole.

"In a few words, love is feeling safe. Love is waking up and knowing all that crap life throws at you isn't as daunting as it was the day before, because someone is by your side. Love is no longer feeling like you have to allow someone in to your life. Love is opening the doors, and letting them in willingly."

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A poem, straight from Kitty's journal.


There is a difference between being alone and being lonely.

Not as stark or popular as black and white,
but a strong variance that should be mused on.

And tho there are days where I've found myself
walking that ever blurring line in between.

The latter is clearly that which no one craves.
Tasting like bitter medication on the tongue
of a sweet-toothed child.

However the former, well this state of being can be comforting.
I am none the happier when I've stumbled onto grounds
accompanied by nothing but worlds of my own invention.

Because somewhere bathed in moonlight yet shrouded by darkness
Where the waves rise at the pull of their lost pale love
and crash at the knowledge they will never reach her.

I am rejuvenated in the knowledge that alone is okay
and lonely will pass.

Why don't we ask Kitty to describe the types of love?


eros - "This one is the love you see in fairytales!"

philia - "Think best friends! That's philia!"

ludus - "That childlike, warm feeling from when you were young!"

agape - "Truly the hardest kind of love. Think Gandhi."

pragma - "Like grandparents who understand each other like no one else!"

philautia - "A healthy, not narcissistic love of oneself!"

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[blooming chaos;]

she's the tear in my heart, i'm alive ♡

username
blooming chaos;

name
ruby amos

gender
female

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what does love mean to them?
it can be a blessing, sometimes the best thing in the world, but it can be a burden. it can hurt you. love means pouring your soul into making someone happy and appreciated, knowing the whole time that it could all fall apart in a second. love means feeling the warmth of a kiss on your cheek, smiling, and remembering it like it's the last one you'll ever feel. it means pushing through, and loving who you want, despite realizing how much it might hurt. who knows how long it will last? who knows if it's just your heart playing around? the only "knowing" with this emotion, is knowing that it can hurt, but knowing that you are loved. it's not all bad things in disguise, though. trust me, love brings beautiful things. love doesn't mean a relationship between a man and a woman. it's a feeling, it's not some picture perfect image. love doesn't mean perfection. there's bumps and tears in everything. love means you care enough to give a piece of your heart and mind to a person. it doesn't matter if that person is your parent, your dog, your sibling, it doesn't matter. love is universal, and you can't tell someone who they can and can't love. there is no concrete meaning for love. like emotion, it varies for everyone. the intensity, the actions caused. the definition of love will never be the same for everyone. enjoy the butterflies in your stomach, and the redness in your cheeks. enjoy the soft kisses and entangled fingers. don't think about the bad stuff. for now, just love being loved.

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beating hearts, unblinking eyes
staring into crystal skies
"i love you," she'd breathlessly say
then a warm kiss was put on display

a beautiful couple, the world will view
like a perfect vision they want to pursue
they don't see what else goes on
this perfection is just a con

screaming voices, crying eyes
loud enough to break the skies
these arguments seem to drag
and she feels just like a punching bag

love means having strength inside
not just hands held at your side
don't take this affection for granted
for a beautiful rose has just been planted

♡ please don't use without my permission ♡

[_silentsiren_]

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[Miavinn]

✿ Username: Biminy
✿ Name: Greer
✿ Gender: Female
✿ What does love mean to them? Love is nothing but a neurochemical con job. I don't know why some people insist on having it. "Love" has been deemed normal by the world, however it is anything but. In under 5 minutes the brain decides if it's attracted to someone, based on body language and voice. A good actor could trip you up. The brain responds with dopamine, a chemical stimulating desire and reward. It has the same effect as taking cocaine and similarly addicting. The so called "significant other" is idealized; bad traits and flaws ignored in favor of a connection. If it goes on long enough, attachment begins (this is where one really gets stuck). You are dependent upon them emotionally and cannot see a life without them. It all boils down to the brain responding to outside stimuli. Few can resist, but I highly suggest trying to.

[wishbone!]

dropping out.

[The Royal Mirage]

~theme.

"Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need someone to rely on"

username:
The Royal Mirage

name:
Arin

gender:
Femelle

what does love mean to them?
Arin: “Love is holding someone and feeling you could simply sink into them, as though the lines between you blur and you become a single beating heart. Love is heat, present in the burning passion of lust, or the warmth of a lover's touch, all born from a simple spark of attraction. It's contentedness in each moment you spend in the arms of one another, and heartbreak when you can't feel their warmth pressed against you; every inch a vast canyon determined to keep lovers apart. Love is knowing that, no matter what the other person might do, or how they act, or ways in which they might change over the years you spend together; in spite of all this, or perhaps because of it, you still hold them close to your heart and breathe in their heat, two souls entangled for that interim eternity we call love.” (148/500)

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Secret Admirer: “She is achingly soft, in every way. Her hair, her eyes, her body; to hold her is to press myself to the sweetest pillow imaginable. She smells of rose water and orange blossoms, a floral bouquet I've found myself enjoying more and more as the days wear on; enticing me, like honey bees drawn endlessly to sweet flowing nectar. Each smile from her, an arrow loosed, which pierces my soul; the pain is worth the sight before me, she is rapturous. And when she speaks, a chorus of angels couldn't compare; I could drown in her laughter and die a happy fool. To grace even lonesome creatures like me with her presence, warmth and light radiating from within; she set ablaze my cold world and chased off the shadows in my heart, leaving only her sweet musk to fill the space left behind." (145/200)

"So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin"

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~resources.
xXxX

shh I'm awful at coding, but I tried gosh darnit. such a lovely kal, mm <3

[happysparrow]

username: happysparrow
name: Allison 'Allie' Joy
gender: Female
what does love mean to them? Love is sharing food and sharing trust. Love is sticking with someone, even when things go horribly wrong and the seas get stormy. Love is getting angry but still taking care of the other, and it's communicating and taking the steps needed to get out of that anger. It's never giving up. Lastly, and most importantly, it is loving others more than yourself - making sure they are cared for, and safe.
one extra: (another art piece of 200 more words)