Oh my soul hurts. Or maybe that's my heart. I'm not sure anymore. The only time I realize I have a heart, is when it's breaking. I must have done terribly horrible things in my former life.
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Hang in there, love is like trying on shoes, you just got to find the right fit, sometimes you get a shoe that hurts but ultimately you finally get a shoe that fits perfectly. *hugs my dear*
