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Stars lead me up to heaven, and I hope I'm there with you, for you are a star in my read more
Stars lead me up to heaven, and I hope I'm there with you, for you are a star in my twinkling eyes.
Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted read more
Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?
There is always something left to love. And if you ain't learned that, you ain't learned nothing.
There is always something left to love. And if you ain't learned that, you ain't learned nothing.
In this world of extremes, we can only love too little.
In this world of extremes, we can only love too little.
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone- but not the complete structure. It is much too read more
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone- but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.
Love is a language spoken by everyone but understood only by heart.
Love is a language spoken by everyone but understood only by heart.
May you live as long as you wish and love as long as you live.
May you live as long as you wish and love as long as you live.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, read more
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'
Platonic love is love from the neck up.
Platonic love is love from the neck up.
