My So-Called Love Life

This site -- my anthology -- is the story of a man, a young man, trying to find his way to love. Experiencing everything in between and serving you his heart on a silver-freaking-platter to the naked eye, for the whole world to see; relate, indulge, delve, and hopefully learn from his mistakes. Happy Dating! Copyright © 2004-2011, "My So-Called Love Life" ® Mario Ion. All Rights Reserved.

Friday, April 23, 2004


Its funny how there’s a cure for colds, flues and fevers. But there aren’t any cure(s) for loneliness and despair. When little children cry; people naturally react quickly to find out what’s wrong. Whether they’re hurt or sick; people become concerned. But when it’s us; the adults; we cry alone because naturally --- as grown ups --- we’re taught to mind our own business. It’s quite pitiful how there’s medical procedures for broken bones and wounds, but none for broken hearts or a third degree emotional burn. Nowadays, when adults cry; we’re considered to be fucked in the head or something. Rumor has it that Unity is the World’s greatest disadvantage, which by fault --- is true. Why can’t we be offered a tissue when crying, a band-aid when wounded, and love when alone? Why do people always rely on what’s inside the box for a cure for their emotional crises, when there’s a whole world out there that can potentially offer better support --- if we just gave it a try. It’s weird how when we’re OK with ourselves, we yearn for more. But when we’re lonely, we want to be left alone. It makes me wonder........... There’s a whole world out there, why does it have to be this way?

Thursday, April 22, 2004

“Me, Myself, and Why”

It’s funny how you want things so much more after realizing that you can’t have it. I found myself in an epiphany; the world is consisted of two groups --- The Attainable and The Unattainable. It’s rather ridiculous how we never find interest in the things we can have, that we can afford, whether it’s clothing, or food or just these little things that please us. But when we come across something we can’t have; such as a man, we obsess and become these mental cases. It seems to me that the world has become an asylum for us, and the issues and obsessions are our treatments. We settle for less when we can’t, and settle for more when we shouldn’t. We expect more when we have less, and expect less when we have more. It’s a goddamn conundrum. We live in this cycle that consists of Voids that cave us in due to our undesirable desires. It seems as if nowadays, we’re all settling for what we can’t have. In my present situation; I’m obsessed with the only person who’s ever made me become obsessive, and I don’t even know why. I hardly know the guy, and the things I do know aren’t enough to make this ‘obsession’ eligible, or pre-qualified. Could it be that since he’s the only one who’s ever made me feel this way, is making me obsessive, or just the idea that I can’t have him? I wish I knew, otherwise I’d put an end to this self-consuming situation. It makes me wonder.......... Why do we continue to want what we can't have and neglect what we can?

“The Verdict Is In”

Guilt is everywhere. Whether it’s the shame of a self infliction, or the common regret of an obscure or an unwitting – misinterpreted regret of an unguided, mischievous conflict inflicted on someone you care for. Guilt haunts every human being, even when something isn’t your fault. What happens when something is your fault, but you don’t seem to feel the feeble regret or sorrow for the false action? Is it Denial that blocks out these simple and needed feelings, or just the idea that it is your fault that causes you to become chaste? When it comes to Guilt........... Since when was Innocence ever in the picture?