I know what it looks like, tastes like, and feels like. I know what it isn't and what it is, what it can and cannot fix. I know what love should never be, and can be; I know the difference when it's false and forced from when it's real, and makes as much sense as blueberry jam on toast.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
I know what love is
I know what it looks like, tastes like, and feels like. I know what it isn't and what it is, what it can and cannot fix. I know what love should never be, and can be; I know the difference when it's false and forced from when it's real, and makes as much sense as blueberry jam on toast.
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