Why is it that words are just as important as the person saying it.
I said I like your hair and just get a nod and the same thing uttered by your crush sends you to seventh or eight heaven. I stopped counting after five.
When my parents asked me about movie they just receive a grunt but when she asked me I had to be stopped talking about it.
What is it about love and hate that makes the world go on the perimeter of a constant radius objects?
I like the way you smile it lightens my mind brightens my day
I hate your whine it damps my spark clamps my thought
Does logic and love go together? More on this coming
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