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The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.
I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
A meeting between two people who complete each other, who are made for each other, borders already, in my opinion, read more
A meeting between two people who complete each other, who are made for each other, borders already, in my opinion, on a miracle.
Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'
Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'
Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.
Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.
The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will read more
The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, For kindness grows in this way.
