Love As A Verb. Love

Love Is Seldom—almost Never—an Even Proposition. Someone Always Loves More.

Life Is About The Gray Areas. Things Are Seldom Black And White, Even When We Wish They Were And Think They Should Be, And I Like Exploring This Nuanced Terrain.

What If Two People Want To Be Your Partner, Then What?

I Love Him Wholly And Unconditionally And Without Reservation. I Love Him Enough To Sacrifice A Friendship. I Love Him Enough To Accept My Own Happiness And Use It, In Turn, To Make Him Happy Back.

Luck Is Buying A Lottery Ticket Along With Your Yoo-hoo And Striking It Rich. Nothing About My Life Is Lucky- It Is All About Hard Work, It Is All Uphill Struggle.