This is the plant I got when I was in Taiwan. It was a gift from the computer class. I did not think too much when I received it because it is just gay. On my way back to here, I had it in my backpack the whole time because my mom put it in there. She thought it was a can of food or something. And I almost got in trouble in the airport because they thought the container looks amazingly weird.
Love, a simple word with lots of emotions in it. Love can be simple, you just have to pay. Love can be complicated, you just have to say: “Hey bitch, what do you want from me?” Love, a simple word with enormous pressure. When you have sex with someone, you can tell them: “Oh baby, you gonna love this ride, I am experienced.” But there is no such thing as “Experience Lover” in real world. Yes, a guy name “Mystery”, who is also known as “The Pickup Artist”, has great skills on making every women fall in love with him. But, does he really know about love? Does he know how much effort you have to put in for a long happy relationship? I afraid not. I can be a pimp just like him, perhaps, getting some money from parents will work. I am not really here to judge a person based on his performance on TV, he is a great guy, and I watch every episode of “The Pickup Artist.”
In my opinion, love is simple. All you have to do is becoming a giver. You give without thinking about returns. There is no regret.
It is just like sun, it makes you feel warm and comfortable. Does it ever ask you for anything in return?
When you become someone’s sun, you get to shine his/her’s life.
You see how they grow, how they become strong.
