The meaning of love has changed so much.
When I was a kid, you said I love you to your parents, family members, and to your stuffed animals as you went to bed.
Then I got a little older, and you told your best friends you love them.
Now, in highschool, love is much harder to say. It belongs to that one special person. And it feels funny saying it to other people.
This isn’t a good story or anything, but I had to get out my thoughts.
The meaning of love has changed.
About the author
Armour Vivant
the great [[ha.]] midwest.
I like writing, but I’m much more of a reader. Anything that inspires me, basically. Stories of hardships. Favorites? Halocaust Biographies, Runaway Slave Novels, anything of the sort. Give me a good story and I will spend hours laying on my bed reading.
And me, I’m just a normal highschool girl living in an average town. I love to argue. I’d probably be a great debater. But I’m thinking comedian or traveling.
as i edit this at… 1 45 in the morning, ive decided to add 2 important things.number one being i have dreadful insomnia if im not to bed by a certain time, and the second being i am obsessed with gilmore girls.
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Well, I guess that’s all I have to say. Comments and Criticism? Go for it.
By the by, Armour Vivant means Living Love in French, in case you were wondering.
Published on June 18, 2007.
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the meaning of love.
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