There is an absolutely beautiful quote out there, and if you read my first short story (Nonexistent) for my book (Summer of Broken Hearts) You’ll recognize it. “Parallel lines have a lot in common, but they never meet. Ever. You might think thats sad. But every other pair of lines crosses and drifts apart, and that’s pretty sad too.” While beautiful, I’m now going to criticizes my own quote.
Are any of you familiar with the song “Line Story”? No? How about “The Circle of Lines”? Didn’t think so. That’s probably because they don’t exist. After position my story to Fanfiction.net, and WordPress, I continued to recognize that I made an error with that quote. The fact of the matter is that that (I said that that) we should never compare love to lines. Love is more of, how do I put it? Well, as the Doctor would say, it’s “wibbly wobbly, timey whimey, stuff” and as the lion king would say it’s a circle (of life). To compare a set of lines to love is like saying a rock looks like a christmas tree. Love is not (or should not) be that rigid or precise. Ever. If that’s how your relationship is going, run. Now. Love, especially for high schoolers, is supposed to come in cycles, it goes up and down all the time. It’s never meant to go on a set path, because you have to make the path. The path isn’t perfect and that’s why it can’t be a pair of lines. I guess with that definition it can’t be a circle either, It’s too perfect with it’s circumference divided by diameter ALWAYS equaling π. Points to Doctor Who for being able to describe everything perfectly.
….Just saying….
Doctor who, I miss Doctor Who. I can’t wait for August so it can come back. The doctor always found a way to sneak into my heart and make me feel something. Emotions. The Cybermen wouldn’t be happy. I guess when you’re a villain, people start to find ways to oppose you. It’s just something we do. We always try to identify a bad guy and prove them wrong. We do it with our siblings, too. Today Robert and I were fighting over the last cookie, and I thought him the bad guy for two reasons. 1) I wanted the cookie 2) I didn’t want HIM to have it. But at the same time, he did the same thing to me. It’s funny how our wants blind us from what is right. And guess what.
He ended up getting the cookie.
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