This is a thought on love I made.
Love heals the hurt we want to be inflicted with.
Love is a something so strange to us as it heals and hurt at the same time. We want to feel it pierce through our heart and it hurts. Even more when pulled out. What is it with this self inflicting pain with love we love so much. I think it fits the contradiction week.
The Crow is a simple man who picks his brains and spills them across his blog. Blood turning into ink, his Clawed Feather moves around by heart and body forming the words. His various Brain Spills consist of Rants. Opinions, Thoughts, Stories and even some Poetry.
Feel free to read and share your thoughts. Show some guts, and let him suck up life's experiences. Altering earlier made opinions and share them again with you.
Ranting Crow 