I love the way

I love the way that my life doesn’t mean anything
and I love the way it makes someone think about it

I love the way that it does mean something
but it feels good to question once in a while

I love the way we always try to find
an error in everyone else’s argument

I love the way I wrote that
because I always do that

I love the way we simplify things
and try to explaing them later on
which just doesn’t make any sense

I love the way I try to justify my own mistakes
and end up making a web of excuses
instead of saying: ‘oops!’

I love the way I realized that

and I love the way sometimes you realize something

I love the way we communicate, no matter how

I love the way I wrote this by simply writing something everytime someone said “I love the way” in the porn flick I just watched.

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