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    Tuesday, January 02, 2007, 10:48 PM

    love used to be simple

    love was much simpler in the past. if you like or love someone, you just do. no hidden agenda.

    nowadays, it has evolved into something more complicated. it has become a game whereby both sexes pit their wits against each other. at the end of the day, there are no winners. how did we all arrive to such a state? sad isn't it?

    you can't even trust someone anymore.
    how do you know if the other party is sincere?
    how do you know if the other party is not playing the 'lead you on' game?
    how do you know if the other party is not only interesting in your money, body or looks?

    honestly, how do we know?
    or do we simply follow the crowd and become another 'player' in this ridiculous game, just so to protect ourselves from the pain.

    ask yourself this question: what if i push away someone who is really sincere?

    i am just so tired ...