Love is being bummed out that your boyfriend is too stressed/asleep/ill/dead to have sex.

Love is how far too many Americans tend to vote. Not based on a candidate's stance on issues, and not based on a candidate's experience. Rather, we vote based on how the candidate makes us feel. Our hearts tell us to vote for a candidate that knows how to charm us, and convincingly lie to us.

In short: love is the fuel for corruption in politics.

LOVE IS CHEATING ON YOUR HUSBAND.

Love is thinking of him when you're naked in the rain, imagining him having a much better time than you.

Love is hiding behind your football player boyfriend, because he's too poor and busy from football to buy you clothes.

Monday's "Argyle Sweater"

I loled.

Two posts today, just to catch up. I haven't been doing this consistently every day because I've been pretty busy with the kind of things that are supposed to matter.

Not sure if anybody is really reading, anyway.

Love is throwing a surprising enough surprise party that it'll make someone's pupils grow to cover the entire span of their eyes. It scares the shit out of me when they do that to the girl in these.

Love is sharing gloves to keep two people's hands warm despite there being only one pair.

This would be OK, if it weren't for the fact that the Love Is formula calls for the couple to be completely naked. If they were trying to keep warm, wouldn't they be sharing a whole lot else?

Therefor: Love is sharing gloves for no apparent reason.

Love is having a rare disease known as "the sniffles", which makes you fuss over your significant other in excessive and insane ways. Symptoms may include forcing him to remain in bed while you serve him bowls of fruit, with fruit jam put into salt & pepper shakers; putting a thermometer into his mouth backwards, and preventing him from shaving. Also, the inflicted may experience a severe loss of feet.

Love is being a bitch about nice gestures.

Love is when you shine brighter than all other stars, which is usually noticed first by the person who decides to make a super cheesy remark so that he/she may receive kisses. If you are actually shining, please consult a doctor.

Love is getting lucky and keeping your fingers crossed for no STDs.