Moonstruck
I wish I could write like this:
"The past and the future is a joke to me now. The only thing that's here is you - and me. 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. Snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and die. The storybooks are bullshit."
Sigh.

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I'm glad you don't.
I'm glad you don't.
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