Not that I know the first thing about life or anything, seeing as I'm only 20 years old, but for all you know I'm Gandalf the f*cking Grey. So listen up Frodo.

You can have too much of a good thing. That's life. What happened to the first girl you fell in "love" with? Unless you were born with the recessive I-know-how-to-handle-a-relationship gene, you probably don't talk to her anymore. You overdid it, or she overdid it, calling all the time and never being apart. That's not what love is about. You should share things with your loved one, but it's just like show and tell. When the bell rings at the end of the day, class is over.

True love is walking out of the classroom holding the hand of your girl. Take that back to the Shire.