Well, how? Married with children? Happily involved with a wonderful woman/man? Found peace with yourself through the love of another? Relate your story of love-gone-right here. Say anything you like.

As for me, well, when love WAS going right, it..shit, I can't really even describe it, but suffice it to say, it's been what completes me. Single, I can function fine and be happy, but there is a bit of a void in my soul that only someone I love can fill. It doesn't mean I'm unhappy; just not quite the best I can be. Anyway, your turn.

Fuck off, I'm a concise writer. Flame me or anyone else in this thread, and you're automatically a jealous/immature little cocksucker. Save it for B&M; I won't have that shit here. Now, proceed!

And while we're on the subject, don't flame me either. I aint no threat to anyone.

But god forbid what will happen if you do. I will slice you to peices and wrap your warm intestines around my neck.

I aint really experienced much love off anyone so I can't comment. I have vague memories of what it's like.

Well, when I was in the Army, I was quite depressed. I came to very close to a girl from back home and while I was on leave one time, we hit it off. Fucked that is. So a relationship developed from there. She was into AA after she wrecked her car drunk, and I was using cocaine to help me overcome depression. It didn't last long. But even two years later after I went AWOL, got raided, hit deep lows in drug usage, trafficked drugs, and went to prison, we still have a good talking relationship and we get together for coffee every now and then.

Mind you, I have done absolutly horrible things to this girl, and I have said even worse things to her. Yet she sticks with me. Not so much a lover (because I'm "gay" now or so she thinks.) but a friend. I probably wouldn't stop to piss on someone's head if it were on fire if they had done the things I've done to her to me. So that one love has been good to me.

I met my girlfriend 2 years ago, although we didn't "officially" become boyfriend and girlfriend till 28/12/02 (or 12/28/02 for the yanks amongst you), from what I read from my bracelet.

I'm 16 years old, nearly 17, and I have no regrets from the love i've found.

She completes me. I find myself sat in front of my computer every single night, drunk, depressed, from the utter waste of time I find my life.

She makes it all better. With no doubt. She's the best thing that ever happened to me.

For those that think true love does not exist, you have not lived yet. This sounds nothing from a drunk, so get drunk and maybe, just maybe, you'll see my pointless post as something more than just text.

Cheers,

Lew