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| True love just fits perfectly, whether for a fleeting moment, or a lifetime together. Sometimes love fits perfectly, because it's the last piece in the box, so you pretty much have to mash it in to finish the love puzzle. And really, who are you to complain, you're a hideous mullet wearing piece of white trash. |
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Two Halves of the Same Heart
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