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It speaks to me of the dual nature of love.

Wow, some of you guys don’t like that necklace at all! Weird. I quite liked it. I showed it to Mr. and Mrs. Moon, who’s answers were similar to some of yours. Mrs. Moon wanted to know if I was a cutter. Mr. Moon said it said “cokehead” to him. Neither one of these occurred to me. To me, it said:

I heart. But if you hurt me, I will CUT YOU.

In cute kinda retro safety-pin razor blade punk kinda way. But it also reminds me of a favorite song of mine, Razor Valentine by Thea Gilmore.

Love hurts, people. It’s not 100% warm and fluffy. Even when it’s going well, it’s disorienting and confusing. In the beginning, it’s like having bipolar disorder and suffering through the manic phase. Fun, yes. But totally disruptive. Even if you are enjoying it, it fucks you up. Don’t even get me started on when it goes poorly.

Enough jewelry Rorschach testing, go read this Ode to Bloggers, it’s funny.

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