i get really scared/sad when i think about things of that sort. it would be wonderful to have "fireworks" in that cliche way shown in movies, the way my parents are high school sweethearts. the way my mom met my dad for the first time and went home to tell my grandma that she had just "met the man she was going to marry."
comfort in another, trust and love, a bond shared between two that nothing can ever replace or surpass... but i am too pessimistic for that way of thinking. too beaten down by the harsh realities i suppose.
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i get really scared/sad when i think about things of that sort. it would be wonderful to have "fireworks" in that cliche way shown in movies, the way my parents are high school sweethearts. the way my mom met my dad for the first time and went home to tell my grandma that she had just "met the man she was going to marry."
comfort in another, trust and love, a bond shared between two that nothing can ever replace or surpass... but i am too pessimistic for that way of thinking. too beaten down by the harsh realities i suppose.
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