It never ceases to amaze me how people still come to me for my take on relationship issues. I mean, dude, when it comes to relationships, I'm, like, probably the worst person to give you any advice!

Let's see now. I have yet to maintain a successful relationship -- well, a romantic one, anyway. And not for lack of trying, either. I broke out of a marriage engagement. All right, we did, but still. I am 32 and spending my midnights feeding and attacking other people's vampires and zombies. And while my youngest brother had a pretty gal fly over just to watch The Police with him, I stayed at home -- feeding and attacking other people's vampires and zombies, what else.

All facts point to me being the last man you should approach when seeking help with your romance. Actually, no, when you've exhausted all other men on this planet, approach a woman, please, thank you.

Despite all that, friends still ask for my advice. Don't get me wrong, I am honored. No, seriously. And, as you can see from this blog, I am more than happy to impart my knowledge. Hey, I'm still human, K? A loser in relationships, perhaps, but human nonetheless.

Of course, I have 32 good reasons not to believe that they actually listen to my advice. Or anything I say, for that matter. When people tell you stories of their lives and ask for your wisdom, more often than not they only mean the former.

Anyway, I'm sure you know that, so let's move on.

I only brought this relationship thingy up because it suddenly occurred to me that -- and get this -- I think I finally realize what true love actually means. Oh yeah, baby, you read that one right.

True love is giving and giving more. Even when your loved one disappoints you.

True love is wanting your loved one to do well. Even as they struggle well below your expectation.

True love is forgiving and trusting unconditionally. Even after they have promised you one thing and do another.

True love is caring and being there for your loved one. Even if at times they don't seem to care as much.

True love is not overlooking your loved one's shortcomings and glossing over their mistakes. Rather, it is knowing perfectly well that they are not perfect and yet still loving them even more.

True love is having your loved one inked on you, knowing perfectly well that it'll stay there for the rest of your life.

True love is letting your loved one know that they will never, ever walk alone.

And that was the end of my point, really. Of course, in a true blogger's spirit, I blabbed so much about myself, getting round and round the block before the point. That above is 270 words of nonsense and only 179 words of the actual crap -- not counting this paragraph. Oh well...

So long, January. It's been fun.

Happy birthday to my roommate. She's turning 18 this coming midnight.

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