The Multiple Interpretations of LOVE.

I once spent an entire weekend watching re-runs of Sex and the City. I imagined if I could ever be Carrie Bradshaw, running up and down the streets of Manhattan, chasing men, putting myself into terrible relationships, buying $800 shoes, but most of all I wondered if I could ever write a column for a news paper. A column about Sex, Relationships, and Love. Not you typical,"Will I find love?" but more along the lines of "Does Love even exist?" Now as a teenager, it may seem pretty drastic and unreasonable for me to be asking those kinds of questions. I'm young, I should be having fun, not putting myself into a legit relationship.

As a girl growing with my background and my culture, I don't want to be married until I'm in my twenties. If I didn't get married in my twenties or early thirties I would want to live the life my Great Aunt lived. My great aunt was a fashion designer in New York City, she was completely devoted to her work. I'm sure she had the typical "New York Love Life," which usually consists of great lovers, but no long-term serious relationships. When she retired and eventually went to North Carolina, she met her true love. Mac. He was the sweetest gentlemen, after they dated for several years he asked her to marry him, but since she was still a New Yorker at heart since declined his marriage offer and just kept the title of "girlfriend" which is all she ever knew.

The reason I shared my Aunts story with you ties back into the idea of  "Does Love Even Exist?" I believe love does exist, but you have to get off you ass and find the person. And once you find that person,don't just put a label on that person. Yes you are aloud to call them your "Boyfriend/Girlfriend," but hold their fucking hand. I'm sorry but if you are afraid to hold you partners hand, then please just get out of that relationship. You need to have lust, passion, and heat in your relationship if you want it to survive. You also need to perfectly balance that lust with friendship, or else in a few years you will get sick of each other because you have nothing to offer each other except sex.

I believe Love comes in many different forms, family, loves, friends, and soul mates. So why does everyone in the world strictly believe you have to marry your high school sweetheart and have two perfect children with them? I feel the like the idea of a perfect life has ruined peoples chances of actually having a life! So go out there and live your life, you are only a teenager once.