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Simply put, Love is like a hand-grenade. If you don’t throw it away from you as fast as you pull the pin, there is a 99.9% certainty that you are going to get hurt.
— Matt V (via daphneemarie)

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Love is the delusion that one man or woman differs from another.
— HL Mencken (via daphneemarie)

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Everyone has someone in their life that keeps them looking forward to another day.

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I had always been in love with him. I counted the lashes of each closed eye. He had been my almost, my might have been, and I did not want to leave him.
— Alice Seabold, The Lovely Bones (via daphneemarie)

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Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, I guess I always will.

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