Love Makes A Difference

I have recently found a diary of mine from 2013. I was 15. This is a page from it:

love me so much
that I could compare your love to the immensity of pi.
do not be as heartless as a stone:
spell my name on a sleepy tone,
as if there no end had to be.

There were also some quotes from the songs that I used to listen back then and I guess I just tried to make a connection between them:

and If you love me, I’ll make you a star in my universe and you’ll spend everyday shining your light my way;
and if the world was on fire, no one could save me but you.
and then it would only be you who I would like to run with, to laugh with, to be silent with, to cry with,
it would only be you who I would like to hope with, it would only be you who I would like to forgive with.

I was really trying to rememeber whom I loved so much and who could awake such strong feelings in my heart. But now I understand that this does not matter at all if that person is not in my life now. Do you know what matters? The way he made me feel. The things that I learnt from the experience. The drama. The happiness. Everything.

Teenagers. Teenage love. Is it really so different from the so-called „adult love”? Aren’t adults behaving like children or teenagers when they fall in love? Have you ever seen a man being nervous at the first date? Or a woman? I have surely seen. Love does not have an age. You do love at 3, you do love at 15, you do love at 35 and you do love at 80. The only difference is the approach of it.

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To My Dearest Friend

My dearest one,

You always had the courage to step on unknown, wild and illusory realms. They were beyond all appearances. You unconsciously crossed the boundary and you did not even know where you were. But you were quite and you were patient even if what you saw was a world dying. You were shocked and hurt but you kept being tranquil as you knew that there had to be a sunshine to calm the storm. There were forests and buildings burning, there were not oblivions or distances between that realm and other ones, as there were people who had destroyed the borders between my territory and their’s. And my world was on fire. You found me in the middle of it, fighting with those who kept hitting me, as hard as they could. You looked at me struggling and you realized I did not even know what I was doing. Self-defense? Vital?

You looked at those who were sitting in front of me, laughing like wild animals, thinking that they had their justice. They killed everything that was alive in my soul, leaving it homeless. And they were laughing. You could not believe your eyes when you saw that I started to undress and threw my clothes, the white dress and the violet flowers coronet, into the fire. You realized that I had the hope of feeling relieved. You kept analysing, thinking and trying to find a way to get me out of there.

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How Love Feels Like

The Internet is overwhelmed by articles about love, its manifestations, how to find love and other topics. Today, we talk about adolescent love in a comparative variant: how do girls love vs. how do boys love.

At a simple search in the dictionary, the first definition we find is that love involves a feeling of affection for someone or something. Nothing easier. Now, if we give this feeling a sexual aura, we get fixed to the love that interests us, the love of a couple (no matter what sexes this couple implies).

In adolescence, everything that happens to us is a controversy, a reason for revolt or ecstasy. Especially when it comes to girls.

Aww, she smiled, I’m sure I’m gonna marry this year!
Oh, no, I have a pimple in my chin, my boyfriend will not kiss me anymore, and I’ll stay alone all my life!

Typical things about vagina carries at the age at which our hormones make an agonizing boom.

Reffering to boys, I think it’s obvious that adolescence for them is as if somebody gives them superhuman powers, they become dominant and very masculine, they fall in love or secretly conquer a girl.

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Dress How You Want to Be Addressed… Or Do not?

Dress how you want to be addressed… or do not do so?

We meet hundreds of people everyday in our lives. We see the old woman with her old bag, we notice the girl wearing her expensive shoes and we also observe the poor homeless at the corner of the street, who wears a lifetime jacket. What do we think about them? „Oh, this woman needs someone to buy her a bag” or „Oh, such nice shoes! I should talk to her, she might be a nice person” or maybe „Oh, this beggar is so dirty, I should totally stay away from him”? Are these our thoughts? I might say, yes, they are. In most of the cases. But we are totally wrong. This planet is totally falling down because of its people and because of their judgements and beliefs.

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Tell Me Your Story… I’ll Tell You Mine

I believe in words. I believe in their power to change the world. And I also believe in stories and in the fact that they are more than just clusters of words put together by chance.  Why did I say all these things? Because we don’t listen anymore and mostly, we don’t talk anymore. When was it the last time that you read a story, how about when you listened a good one?
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Everything Changes, Except Our Need for Childhood

I would give anything to be able to go back in time, to see my childhood; to feel that emotion, to live those moments again, when Mom and Dad were my heroes, and when I knew for sure that any fear could be easily defeated, because I had two invincible heroes.

I have childhood in my soul, it is with me every day, but even so, I miss it enormously. It’s a longing for a lost paradise. I miss the sky of my childhood, the blue and incredibly beautiful sky that I used to gaze at all day long, to find out all sorts of shapes: some of them playful, others creepy. I miss the sun I used to draw in my own way, with big eyes and a broad smile, because I knew that in reality it is the same; otherwise, how could it give so much warmth and light if it doesn’t smile?

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I miss the days when I used to walk barefoot, and run on every street nearby, I would run with an exceeding joy, a genuine one.

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Happiness is Here, Right Beside Us

“We run for happiness far away, either on sea, or on land; but happiness is here, close.” (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)

How much does happiness weigh? What is its height? How much, and what do people need in order to be happy? Can we be truly happy?

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Yes, we can, if we allow ourselves to be happy, if we allow ourselves the luxury of happiness, because it is really a luxury. Some people restrain their need for happiness, and it’s a pity they don’t understand that this is an important need, like that of love, or that of being loved.

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Time Goes By

Time is said to be eternal. It is believed that it has neither a beginning, nor an end. However, people are able to measure it in years, months, days, hours, minutes, and seconds. They have also given meanings to the words “past, “present”, and “future”.

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There are two types of time – objective, and subjective. Objective time can be accurately measured with a stopwatch. Subjective time is different. Humans are not so good at judging the passage of time. Sadly, pleasurable experiences pass quickly, while dull experiences seem to last forever. Time simply appears to speed up when we have something to do, especially during an exam, and I think everyone knows that.

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Beauty Comes from the Inside

In a world where stereotypes have infiltrated intensely among us, it is absolutely normal that young people are distrustful of their bodies.

Nowadays, teenagers always ask themselves questions such as: Am I charming enough? Do I look good enough? Am I beautiful? Some of them are pleased with what they see in the mirror, but this does not happen very often, because not only teenagers, but also other people are not happy with their appearance, and they keep on changing something about them. Moreover, there are also those who are very dissatisfied with themselves, and who believe that their failure in life is due to the fact that nature has endowed them less in what concerns beauty.

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