To Whom it may concern:
Greetings and salutations,
I have written this letter to humbly admit that I, maybe,,,,,,,,possibly,,,,,,,,....Well...... There might be a teeny,tiny, microscopic, chance that, I do not know everything. With that being said, I ask this question:
-Is "LOVE" a gift or a curse?
How can this four-letter-word cause soo many emotions and transformations?
I have seen LOVE as a gift.... Wrapped in sheets, loaned from heaven, made of strands from the clouds.
I have seen LOVE as a curse......Draped with the chains of a slave, made from metal in the ground.
Is LOVE a wolf in sheeps clothing, or a sheep, surrounded by wolves? Is it a predator, licking its chops before the kill or a lonely, lost, soul, in need of a shepard.
Are you a soldier of Satan OR a crusader of Christ?
Or are you a paid mercenary who whores his services out to the highest bidder each year?
Why am I writing a blog about love..........?
That's none of your f*cking business, just answer the damn question.
Sincerely,
Goldeneye
P.S. I was just wondering if you thought that shooting people with f*cking arrows was the best idea you could think of to make them fall in love you sadistic asshole. That shit hurts. You've got to evolve and change with the times grandpa. Every knows that Ruffies are the way to go
