What is love?

Is love that feeling you get when you’re walking alone down the sidewalk and see two people holding hands and you say to yourself “That’s what I want. How do I get it?

Then you go home, read a book,

And here’s the hook

How do you catch the fish that you really want? Do you go to the gym? Do you go for a swim? Do you go for a leisurely stroll down to the bakery and say hey, I want two of those and then the cute girl next to you stares you up and down, looks you in the eyes, and says “Hey, I want two of you!” And then what….uhh SPEECHLESS because the girl of your dreams just gave you the best compliment of your life and you’re like “ I hope she screams”  and she’s like “I do. I’m loud too”. And you’re like “how did you read my mind?” And she’s like “I’ve only been stalking you for a year and a day so tell those other bitches to stay away…ok?”

This is weird

And then you wake up

And she’s standing above you with the biggest, sharpest, scariest butcher knife you’ve ever seen in your life “Give me the knife!” I screamed And she stabbed me straight through the heart.