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pros and cons??
about same sex marriage???
THEY’RE THE SAME AS HETERO MARRIAGES EXCEPT WITH TWO PEOPLE OF THE SAME SEX RATHER THAN PEOPLE OF DIFFERENT SEXES THERE SHOULDN’T BE ANY COMPARISON WITH THEM
there debate about that
And you fell in love with a girl. And you fell in love with a writer. And she went around with messy hair, and laughed too loudly, and cried too much. She’s too fickle and confused and self righteous that you wonder if anything gets through her at all. She would stare at you in aggressive silence because depriving you of her words is her only weapon when she’s too hurt. She doesn’t remember many things and she’s incapable of forgetting many things, too. She lets go easily. She holds grudges. And you couldn’t bend her, no matter how much you try. No matter how much you tell her to please fit into your idea of a perfect girlfriend. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. And she thinks to herself that you’re not exactly her ideal girlfriend either but she loves you anyway. She expects the same. She would annoy the hell out of you. She would make you lose it. She would sigh inwardly and think that you need to get a shrink but say nothing. And she would fight back. She would defend herself. She would match you word for word because she’s too argumentative for her own good. And you clash with her. You are fire. She is fire. And she’s a hundred characters in one body. You cannot always understand her. She cannot always understand you. You both think you need someone who could adjust to the kind of person you both are. You wish you could free yourself from her. You wish she could disappear and stop giving you nightmares. And you think the relationship is sick. And she thinks the relationship is traumatic and abusive. And you hate her so much at times you wished she were dead. And yet you could never leave her when she’s crying in the middle of the road no matter how mad you are at her. No matter how bad the fight is, you would still gather her in your arms when you sleep. Because you know that she loves you. She loves you more than she has loved anything in her entire life. She adores you too much that she refuses to believe that she could be better off with someone else. She is imperfect and her love is imperfect but she has never loved anyone with her entire soul the way she loves you. And she would bleed fifty words for you per minute. You could stab her soul and kill her inside and she would still love you with her broken heart. And she would let go of anyone and anything for you. She would cry and hesitate over the things that you ask from her but she would do them. She would fight every battle with you. And she would always see you as her favorite book. The only one where she memorized all lines by heart. And when she writes, she thinks of only you. And she would never immortalize anyone in her words or in her heart the way she does with you. She would never find anyone like you. And you would never find anyone like her. And so you fell in love with this girl. And you fell in love with this writer.