You just get tired eventually... I want to fight so badly, so much of me wants to rage against something, but the wiser half of me shows me there is nothing to rage against, nothing to come to blows with, I have nothing to be at ends with at all no matter how much I think, and when the day is done is love really all you need? I think not, love
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