Gail (gailmarie) wrote,

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All will be well, even after all the promises you've broken to yourself...

It's too good of a show.

I can't even express, because words are too weak.

Talking about love is like dancing about architecture. And so emotions tromp speech and I'm left with all these feelings and nothing that I can do with them. But let them out.

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