How many times do our favorite females break their own hearts by seeking either hyper-security with the trappings money can buy, or they go to the other manic extreme and go into some nihilistic ove affair that drags them into the black-hole of unending, degrading dramas?
When will it be recognized that "Money can't buy you love" or the caveat to "romance", "I never promised you a rose garden"-to say the very least!
The stability and insularity of material trappings are the sterility of nonspontaneous, and preprogrammed routine.
The wanton escatsy of lustful desire turns into the nihilism of self-abusive indulgence.
There is no security in money or everlasting joy in lust. There is just the serpentine mythical shrewdness with the bold, fierceness of a feline of engaging yourself with the possible hopes and limitations of another human being, if you are looking for that Romance.
Otherwise, you must wait for that romance as the by-product of the resonance and sympatico you share and develop with others in thought and deed as friends to their soul.
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