This is love. When someone drags you from the wreckage when you have given in, ready to just lie there and die. This is love. When someone, no matter what the cost, shows you there is hope, a choice, that you can put down your gun. This is love. Love hurts.
posted by purple-is-dead at 2:30 AM
3 Comments:
и е живяла девет пъти преди това.
независимо..
това е метафора така или иначе. ти защо си толкова ужасно снизходителен.
of.
хубаво. и къде е еми? защо не дойдохте на остава.
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