December 2010
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young love.
“But I can’t.”
“Come on,” he says. “I’ll buy you dinner… with dessert. I’ll wait on your doorstep. I’ll write you a poem.”
“But why?”
“Because I like you. Because I can’t think about anything else and only want to see you. For as long it takes me to get tired of you.”
“It won’t take...
“Often people think of strength as surviving. But I think it’s surviving...”
– Jodie Foster
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