(+5 bonus points if you get the album reference.)

Thumbnail: Heart in the window

I really do have love to give! I just don’t know where to put it!

—Quiz Kid Donnie Smith, Magnolia

Okay, I’ll admit it.

I need to love. I need it, the way I need to eat.

This is the same part of me that notices the faint out­lines of hearts drawn in car win­dows. Also, the same part that mar­vels about that ado­les­cent point in life, when one would draw some­thing so sim­ple and insignif­i­cant because the only worry was whether or not some­one liked you back.

So when I don’t have some­one to love, it fuck­ing kills me.


  1. I know exactly what you mean.

    • I believe it. You’re one of the few.

  2. Guilty! ::wave::

  3. yup. Guilty here too.

  4. Hmmm…why is it only girls who know what I’m talk­ing about?

  5. When I was sin­gle, I hated it, so I over loved my friends.

    But it worked out, because my friends were just as lonely and starved for atten­tion as I was.

    • Wow, you’re the only per­son I know who over-loves their friends too. Glad I’m not alone in that. It makes my friends won­der some­times when I show up at their door with ran­dom presents.

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