Romantic love both exhilarates and motivates us.

It is also critical to the continuation of our species.

Without the attachment of romantic love, we would live in an entirely different society that more closely resembled some (but not all) of those social circles in the animal world.

The chemicals that race around in our brain when we're in love serve several purposes, and the primary goal is the continuation of our species. Those chemicals are what make us want to form families and have children. Once we have children, those chemicals change to encourage us to stay together to raise those children. So in a sense, love really is a chemical addiction that occurs to keep us reproducing.

­Regardless of the country or culture, romantic love plays an important part. While cultural differences in how that love is displayed vary greatly, the fact that romantic love exists is undisputed.

But let's get down to the nitty gritty. What is it that makes us fall in love with someone in the first place?

Enjoy you life na ka everybody

ummm.....a nice butt??

butttttttttttttt?

a nice butt, BUT of course there has to be chemistry .

lollllllll

Butt...boobs...chemistry...

The meeting of two personalities is like...the contact of two chemical substances..

if there is any reaction...both are transformed...lol..

Yeah...sure...Love is a small word...but a big feeling...

Love is always patient and kind..it is never jealous...

Love is never boastful or conceited...it is never rude or selfish.

It does not take offense and is not resentful.

Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth...it is always

ready to excuse...to trust...to hope and to endure whatever comes.

To love is not to look at one another...but to look together in the same direction.

There are three things that last faith....hope and love...and be or fall in love is one of the greatest of these.

When two hearts race...of course...both win.

Have a good week...:-)

goes back to that everyone has a different definition and understanding of what love means. I think.

What is love? What is this longing in our hearts for togetherness? Is it not the sweetest flower? Does not this flower of love have the fragrant aroma of fine, fine diamonds? Does not the wind love the dirt? Is not love not unlike the unlikely not it is unlikened to? Are you with someone tonight? Do not question your love. Take your lover by the hand. Release the power within yourself. Your heard me, release the power. Tame the wild cosmos with a whisper. Conquer heaven with one intimate caress. That's right don't be shy. Whip out everything you got and do it in the BUTT. By Leon Phelps

Love is a mental illness.

Lust is for real.

Definately a bowl of cornflakes....as in Corn...Flakes.....ok...explain later....

Love is intimacy friendship trust and bondage