Monday, October 22, 2007

Moonstruck(Definition of Love)

“I love you. Not like they told you love is. And didn’t know this either, love don’t make things nice- it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. . We aren’t here to make things perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and break our hearts and love the wrong people and die… Now I want you to come upstairs with me and get in my bed!”

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