Lyric discussion by Bullzeye 

Cover art for In the Arms of Sleep lyrics by Smashing Pumpkins, The

Unrequited love is real. People have a tendency these days to dismiss it as a "crush" gone bad, but you know, there ARE people who can't just substitute an endless series of lesser mates for the one who would make their lives worth living.

Go read about Dante and Beatrice and read these lyrics again.

And onegirl_army can go fuck herself. The rich have always loathed the ambitions of the poor. It's ALL too common and acceptable to throw around the labels of "weird", "creepy", "stalker" these days. I guess if you don't have the ability or desire to take a new lover every week that makes you a loser, worthy of only disgust and contempt. Marx was right. Rich in gifts, poor in gifts...rich in love, poor in love...it all ties together.

I was always a very emotional person, and it's rare for me to come across someone I truly enjoy spending time with. Many people find me comely and generally attractive, and so recently I was asked why I hadn't been with all sorts of women just because I could. I don't see any fulfillment in that. And yet, those who I hold close are always the ones who seem to slip away...