I'm here to play wordy.
tungsten jones: What to say about a pretty face when owner of said face would rather not be called pretty because one feels the complement stops short of anything more meaningful than the shallowest platitude? The part of yourself that you share crackles like a huge cloud of ionized gas. My finger gets shocked when I look at your surface image. Stop shocking me plz. No matter how impressed, I don't like being shocked kthx
starrystarryknight: What insight.
I always wonder, even with my own children…
Do they love me, or the things I provide for them?
But that is really how children develop…
first they take from you, and learn you can be trusted…
It is only after that, that they can learn to love you back.
Being loved is a necessary,
(though insufficient) condition for learning to love.
starrystarryknight: Some people have a darkness that no amount of light can pierce, and some people have a brightness that can't be blacked out.