Dr. Konrad Lorenz, a Viennese scientist and animal behaviorist, is followed by goslings who have accepted him as their mother, at Woodland Institute, on June 1, 1955 (Thomas McAvoy)
You know what they say, that you never know what’s going to happen in life. There’s a plan for everyone, you just gotta wait and see how it plays out. I’m sick of that line. I want to know the ending, I want to know what’s in line, I want to know what’s coming.
Some friends are starting a blog on the experiences of women from past and present relationships. It is gonna be a good one. That was the trigger actually, of this feeling of dissatisfaction. Of course, I’m grateful of the people around me who love me. But do they love me for who I am or for what they perceive? Do they know who I really am? A small voice at the back of my mind tells me that they like this facade. But I’m more than that. I’m not just that.
The perception of love can be so simple and far off from the truth. If you peel of the layers of personas from a person, would one still be in love with another? It’s difficult to understand how love can be true and everlasting when what you’re dealing with is so much more (than just a girl or a guy).
How can there be unconditional love, who came up with that??!
Im such a monster.