Crazy, Stupid, Love...

First off let me preface this with saying this is most definitely a rant letting everyone know that I will probably end up with a gazillion cats that will inevitably kill me and eat my remains, therefore dying alone. Not to worry though at least I didn't settle, no thanks to you big Hollywood movies.


 
I want to lie and say I am done with romantic comedies but I can't. Mostly because these movies give me something that no one else seems to be able to give me, affirmation! Whether it's "Yes Melissa you will die alone" there is a movie for that! or "One day you will find the one" there are a million movies for that.Better yet the ones that talks to you about soul mates, those are the ones that get me. 

 

Wikipedia defines a soul mate as a  person with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity, similarity, love, or compatibility. In my life time I have had this feeling about 3 different people, the first one being the most intense.....

"They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."
Chuck Klosterman