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I've realized that true love is any love at any age, regardless of my constantly evolving standards & personal growth. No matter how young I was, or how old I was; how naive, or how adept I was; how narrow-minded, or how mature I was; each boy I've ever loved, I loved truly. Fuck fairytales & dreams. Where's the truth in mixing utopian expectations with fictitious imagination? It isn't about a kiss from a prince or a knight in shining armor. It's not about sleeping beauties & princesses disguised as filthy women who cook & clean. It's more about a brute & a bitch, who look past their faults & become perfect, to and for each other, in their imperfections. It's about yelling, screaming, fighting, living, & dying; as if your own heartache didn't already tell you enough. Search for the truth in the tears that fall from swollen eyes & in the blood that drips from slit wrists & bleeding lips. Pain is real & blood is life. What more appropriate place to find true love right? I've cried rivers & bled lakes for what I know was true, & fuck you for telling me that it isn't real because I didn't last. If you haven't cried or bled over lost love, then you haven't felt the depths or known the extent at which you truly loved.