tell you that none of this worth it without someone who makes you be inconsistent. No flowers, no candles, no moonlight. That is the real romance. Someone who comes, push you to do things you never thought you could and obliterate in one stroke to your principles, your values, your I ever phone me going. Would love a lot and very good. Even at the risk of being returned. Despoil you all, to make shreds of your desire and You have to see to thread mend any illusion. You want to be desired, which would defeat all your hopes and you end up discovering that the only way to recapture the first love, which itself is in the arms of others.
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