Three Reasons Why You Shouldn’t Abuse Corny Love Quotations

Let me tell you of a little pet peeve of mine. Here in the Philippines, it is very much commonplace for the locals (myself included) to fall into romantic fits of rage, or to post corny love quotations (Referred to as RFR from here on end). Now, when this happens, it is also commonplace, (again myself included, although only to an extent) for people to broadcast what they feel through the internet. I know it’s in our nature to fall in love and such; it’s in everyone’s, but there is just too much hype over this emotion. I myself believe that love is the “greatest feeling ever”, but I don’t prance around my magical imaginary garden on my unicorn telling everyone about it.

Unicorns? How sweet! I must share this with everyone!

Unicorns? How sweet! I must share this with everyone!

Now, I wouldn’t mind some lyrics, or some well thought out and history tested quotations, but come on! This is ridiculous!

“Sweet words are easy to say;

Sweet things are easy to buy;

but sweet people are difficult to find.

Life ends when you stop dreaming.

hope ends when you stop believing.

love ends when you stop crying.

Friendship ends when you stop sharing.

So share this with whoever you consider special.

To love without condition

To talk without intention.

To give without reason.

And to care without expectation.”

(source)

“Der is a difference between goodbye and letting go…”

(source)

I wonder what issue of “UTTERLY OVERUSED BULLSHIT MAGAZINE” they found this on. Seeing that the first quotation states the obvious, I assume they got it from that magazine, although I could be wrong, it could have just been from Cosmopolitan Kids. By the way, the magazine with this post needs to hire a new proof-reader, and hopefully, they’ll get a grade school graduate this time.

Granted that there are cases where these may be of proper use to actually get the girl you love/like to smile, but please, DO NOT PUT MORE SHIT LIKE THIS ON THE NET. I did my research, and over 10,000 sites appeared, thanks to Google. I see this shit every single day, from looking at 9Gag to other websites. They’ve even found their way into pictures, and not to mention the countless videos on YouTube. If you think about it, when you’re the type to visit the internet for hours on end, you’ll see an endless barrage of advertisements regarding this particular retardation, which I instinctively call “RFR’s”. Status messages all over Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, and other sites are loaded to the brim with RFR’s. I doubt there are more movies than these quotations that have lost their meaning throughout the lifetime of the internet.  Now, I’ll tell you three reasons why this shit is not going to work.

Reason 1:

I have a girlfriend and I get lovey-dovey with her too, however, I’d very much prefer to send her things I wrote myself, and it’s not that hard to say how you feel. For most people, they would resort to the internet, giving the inevitably unbeatable reason;

“I’m not as creative as you, and I find it hard to say how I feel, especially to my special someone. So I’ll just copy and paste from the internet and feel the same way everyone else does.”

Either that, or they just go for the less verbose way of saying this:

“I got that bitch a quote! Bitches love quotes!”

The point of the person being a “special someone” is that you find him/her more attractive and “special” compared to others. Don’t you think that they would feel even more special if you wrote something yourself, even if it’s just saying how you feel? Write whatever’s on your mind. Take some time out of the day to make it meaningful. Throw in a stuffed toy for all we care.  You don’t even need metaphors.

Self made metaphors? Fuck that shit!

Self made metaphors? Fuck that shit!

I can totally feel the sincerity. No, really.

RFR’s are easier to make.

Reason 2:

There is the reason of integrity.

With the ever-growing population using the internet, it’s not surprising that people would much rather scour the depths of Google, copy-paste, and press send. This is invariably true for most homework cases, and research projects. I myself am one of those people, except, I maintain a little dignity and paraphrase the whole damn text before I send it over. Of course, that would mean effort, and if you’re as lazy as any other bloke up and about on the internet, then you would probably think:

“Less effort; same grade. Why not, right?”

This is also true when it comes to the love quotes one can find on the internet. Copying and pasting is very much easier to do, and you’ll get relatively the same reaction from your “special someone”, so why work harder? This “special someone” is so special, that I have to copy and paste and share this shit because I’m too fucking lazy to compose three sentences. It’s just too much. Too much!

Son/Daughter, the school called. You got an F in Romance 101...

Son/Daughter, the school called. You got an F in Romance 101...

Again, I can totally feel this shit. There’s just so much meaning in the simplicity of these words.

Reason 3:

With the endless barrage of these RFR’s, it’s not that hard to spot several hundreds of your friends (if you have that many) posting these “heartfelt” quotations that get people “kilig” (as they say in Filipino) or charmed to the point of tension. There’s even the smiley for such a feeling.

Kilig Smiley

Kilig Smiley

Granted that one feels empathy or even sympathy for such cases, it is still rather irrelevant to you. Eventually, though, since you know that you want to feel that way too, you, like the person who first posted the RFR you saw, re-post the message and hope that people will like your status and copy the message for themselves, thus giving you the illusion of not being alone with the wonderful feeling. It spreads like a virus, numbing the minds of everyone who emulates the emotions. Then, we, the brain-dead users of the internet, will also spread this in the hopes of garnering our rightfully due 5 minutes of fame biting that tiny bit of your brain off. We then become the general population wherein each member says the same thing to each of our “special someone/s” making the term as bland as an average grunt.

Hopefully, those of us who still believe in heartfelt messages will survive this apocalyptic nightmare.

Pictured: The Side Effects of Love Quotations

Pictured: The Side Effects of Love Quotations

Summation:

When one writes a personal and heartfelt love letter to their “special someone”, it gives meaning to the said term “special”. Copying and pasting RFR’s are good; however, the innate abuse of such would lead to irritation among friends (which is why I wrote this) as well as the loved ones. Abusing quotations is very much comparable to copy-paste with regards to homework, which would definitely give you a failing mark on the field of relationships.

Using RFR’s may also lead to brain-dead love apocalypse. And when that happens…

Grandma, where’s my magnum?

Grandma, where’s my magnum?

* Photos are courtesy of Google Image Search. All are copyright to their respective owners.

** Quotations are courtesy of their source links. All copyright goes to their respective owners.

*** All comments here are opinionated and for “the lols”. This is not intended to offend anyone.

**** The magazines mentioned are nonexistent.

***** Enjoy!

(c) Anachronic Works 2011

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Don’t Hurt Her Bro, She Loves You

Imagine her, the girl of your dreams, your future bride, your Virgil to your Dante, your Anabel to your Poe.
She’d just left you after seeing you for 2 and a half months, saying she didn’t want a relationship.
She didn’t even mention that she wanted to be friends.
She merely said it, “We can still be best friends.” without so much as a hint of sincerity.
You loved her, so you believe her, in the slight hope that friendship may once again bring back the relationship.
Bring back the love.
Bring back the days you’d spent laughing with her.
The ineffable kisses you both shared.
The misanthropy you provided for yourself in exchange for her attention.
It was all you required.
She was your self knitted hat.
She was your gasoline and drive.
She was the guitar you learned to play until you had calloused fingers.
So you let it be.
A few weeks later, you do not speak.
A few months later, you see her and smile, but she loses all trace of you in the back of her mind.
There’s another man, who now catches her eye.
A new flavor of wine that she’d love to try.
A new drug to help ease the sickness of life.
A new path on the map of life.
He is there, holding her hand.
He is there, playing as she cheers from the bleachers.
He is there, reading her to sleep.
It was the novel you wrote for her, it was hers to keep.
All trace of you has been erased.
A formatted hard drive, and it’s an emotionless face.
Then you see her again, and this time she cries.
You talk to her, and comfort her this time.
You walk and talk for a stretch of miles; visiting the past, remembering the smiles.
She feels better, and gives you a hug.
That’s all you’re gonna get, so you leave with a shrug.
You see them together, again, as if they’d never fought.
All the pain dashed away, as if it were a passing thought.
And again, you see her in the middle of the night.
Tears in her eyes, as she struggles to fight.
There he is, walking away, and she’s kneeling on the sidewalk, meters away.
He needs help, and so does she.
So you approach the guy, and you’ll help them see.
You sum up the courage to talk him through.
With a single line, you know what you have to do.
You love her too much to let it go too.
“Don’t hurt her, bro. She loves you.”

* This was written for the Facebook Page “Don’t Hurt Her Bro, She Loves You.”

** Why I wrote this for a Facebook Page was because I was BORED. BORED. So I decided to pour out a little bit of my heart into the page.

*** Here’s the link: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Dont-hurt-her-bro-She-loves-you/155903644455335

**** You can find this post on the Discussion Board. As of the time I post this, nobody has deigned to reply to me yet.

(c) Anachronic Works 2011