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[youresovein]

[ Behold: Lestat, sprawled on a velvet couch in a leather jacket, head leaned casually on the arm rest. Visible from this selfie angle, discarded on his coffee table, is a laptop open to a word processor. He's deep in thought tonight. ]

Have you ever fallen in love? Have you ever been punched very hard in the face, or perhaps attacked by a pack of starving wolves? For those of you who've done both, would you say the experiences were at all comparable?

Comments

[youresovein]

Missing what you could have had is its own unique kind of punishment, isn't it? You're grieving for lost potential.

[couldbebeautiful]

I can't say I don't deserve that kind of punishment. I thought for a while that I could change him.

It didn't really work out.

Why're you asking about this, anyway?

[youresovein]

Misery loves company. Just look how many people responded to this.

[couldbebeautiful]

Yeah, that's kind of a lot of people. [Kind of, she says.]

I told you mine, so I think it's only fair if you share: what's love feel like for you? What specific brand of physical pain is it comparable to?

[youresovein]

I was once pushed out of a tower by a very dear friend and spent the next several decades recuperating. Love has been for me — not always, but not infrequently — a little bit like that.

[couldbebeautiful]

And here I thought the way my relationship ended kinda sucked. I feel so much better about myself now.

They don't sound all that friendly. Did you ever meet up with them again?