overdose on Minties.

When you start dating someone, you don't just date them. You date their life. Their friends become your friends, their family your family. You date their interests and hobbies, and the amount of alcohol they consume on a Saturday night. You date their job; you date their level of education; you date their social status and their favourite food. And when you start dating someone, you have to be prepared for all of this. Because if you can't handle even one of these things, it makes it very difficult for the relationship to move forward. All of these things matter, some of them more than others, no matter how much people say "ohhhh, if you love them, nothing else matters". It does. It really, really does matter. Especially if you can't talk about it for fear of upsetting them.

Mmmm dem obvious-directed blog posts.

On another, completely unrelated note - is it possible to overdose on Minties? If so, I will probably have done it before the night is through. 

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multi-coloured sparkly lettering.

And let me just share with you this: I do not understand how a person can stand there and watch the person they love, curled up in a ball crying on the floor and continue to yell or lecture them. Or just leave them there. To me, that's like holding up a big flashing neon sign that reads "I DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOU AT ALL" in multi-coloured sparkly lettering. Abusive relationships? I understand those even less. How you can do nothing when the person you love is hurting baffles me, but to BE the one who's hurting them? I just, don't get it. Or, or, here's another one: liking two people at the same time and then choosing one while still having feelings for the other. In the words of Johnny Depp: "If you love two people at the same time, choose the second one. Because if you really loved the first one you wouldn't have fallen for the second". There's just no room for anyone else, in my opinion. And if you find yourself liking other people, that can't be real. If you find yourself feeling no need to help them when they're in pain, that can't be real. If you find yourself being abused, that most certainly cannot be real. I know for sure that no matter how angry I am, I cannot stand to see the person/people that I love be upset. I can't go to sleep at night knowing he isn't happy. It kills me a little bit inside to leave him if he isn't smiling.

But I'm too young to know what love is, probably. It's just a little high school crush that I have and it will most definitely not last forever, right? But you know what? Maybe it's not really love. And maybe it's not going to last forever. I am a realistic person. But when you're bawling your eyes out, collapsed on the ground drunk and covered in dirt, looking like a complete shit-faced idiot and he still doesn't want to leave you, well... that feels pretty real to me. I do not care for your opinion either. 

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