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Love, what a strange emotion it is. As gentle as a flower, yet stronger than the strongest stone. It can be mangled, beaten, streched out of proportion....but deep down, you still love that certain someone. Words cannot descibe the feeling of love itself, simply the felling of being with the one you love is the feeling of love itself, a feeling so raw, so undecribable.....
Yes, I was hanging out with Furball today, why do you ask?:D :D ;) Not that "mangled, beaten, streched out of proportion" has anything to do with us:D
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"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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