Why, and How come..

I want to spend an eternity with my husband.
Not "til death do us part"

It is as easy for a blind man to get to heaven,
as it is easy for a camel to go through the eye of a needle.

When girls say they want to marry a rich man or that they won't marry the guy they love til he's rich, I feel like slapping their faces and yelling at them for being so superficial..
but I don't because I'm a coward.

I'm scared to be blinded by my desire to be married that I commit to the wrong man.
It happened to my mother, it could happen to me.

How come when you quit looking is when you find?
How come you don't find happiness until you've gone through pain?

I've heard songs saying that the answer to the hardest questions in life, is love.
How come love isn't the answer to my questions?
It's always much harder and much more complicated than just love.
Though love in itself could quite possibly be the most complicated thing in existence.

Why am I the type of person to see things from a negative point of view..
How come everyone else has a relationship that works and I don't?
I just want to scream FUCK MY LIFE and every other four letter word I know.

Why does everything have conditions?
Why can't it be straightforward and not so tangled in messes of pasts and judgments..