Someone asked me if I could ever love someone like how Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder loved each other. Think about that for a moment. If you ever saw them look at each other and imagine what they are thinking. Think about it. How in depth that is. Think about what it took to be in that state or the time or effort needed for that to happen. How that is even possible astounds me. I say that because I have no idea what love is or the concept of it. It could be as simple as a lot of people put it. As simple as driving longs distance to see someone. As difficult as turning someone else down, even though you really felt for that person. It can go any which way and the thing is that the idea of love is complex to me. How it’s defined is for those who feel it. It shouldn’t be something that is measured in how much you do or say. At least not in my book. If it’s important then it can be seen or said or felt.
All the ladies on my dash re-blogging Shia LaBeouf now.