I’m a ‘man of my words’ type of girl. The written ones, the spoken ones.
I think all people should be responsible of their own words. Beautiful or bad, happy or sad. And I think, “I love you” is a really bold statement. It takes a lot of responsibilities. It takes time. In some cases, it takes a lifetime. For me, it is not only about letting a person know. This is one of my favorite piece of Jonathan Safran Foer’s novel, Extremely Loud Incredibly Close,
“She wants to know if I love her, that’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.”
Brilliantly said.
I think many people say “I love you” a bit too easily. They say it loud, they make songs, they tweet it, they carve it on trees. It is not the point for me. There are too few of them, who keep the responsibilities. So, I decide to be careful. To say it less, so it wouldn’t be less special. To mean it, and keep it.
Instead, I say: “I’m happy. Let’s go to the zoo, or to the park, so we can play, and take pictures of our laugh.” Or, “I’m hungry, let’s have some sushi and green tea.”
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), whether it’s already been defeated by the charm of 140 characters limited posts or not. Whether it’s still worth it to strike back or not. Well, you can see the full interview in 
But not that much. Well, as I’ve always said, I’m more like behind-the-lens type. The second reason is: I don’t watch TV. I sometimes do, but I’m pretty cynical about everything on TV, well, in general, everything popular.
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