What Is Love, Anyway?
Soundtrack: "A Mind With Two Faces" by The Hurt Process
National Geographic did this cool little article on love. It seems that from the standpoint of brain chemistry, love is akin to mental illness. How fitting. Does that mean whenever I really like a girl I'm mentally ill? And how is that different from the norm?!
I didn't write a poem today, so I'll post one that's a few weeks old.
Untitled #1
My heart is on my sleeve
But my fist is in the air
I stomp around like Godzilla's little brother
While Godzilla stomps around in my mind
These brick and glass fortresses
Enclose me bu don't enclose my dreams
It's cold like a dead body tonight
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I think we'd be safe to say, Toph, that whether you're in love or not, you're mentally ill!
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