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"we must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell, set fire to the preachers who are promising us hell, and in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn't dream, we must sing. we must sing. it'll go likes this:"yet another day goes by.. talks of boys with pretty hair, leather jackets, and tight jeans -- the emoness of taking back
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ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE!
Love is like oxygen!
Love is waking up in the morning and trying to push your cat off your stomach, and all he does is purr and rub against your hands.
Love is warm and it starts in the stomach and winds up your lungs and heart and wiggles through your throat and wraps around your tongue and flushes out your eyes and muddles your brain and flies out through your mouth to greet other people.
Love is a boring movie with warm blankets and random converstations.
Love is dancing in the rain.
Love is a how you feel after a yummy meal.
Love is that tickling in your nerves that make you smile when someone does something nice for you.
Love is getting in shit for staying up too late talking to someone.
Love is a word. A noun or an adjective or quite possibly a verb (i dunno).
Love is a feeling.
And I love you, Stef. ^_^ *hugs*
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