my modern love.
where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts.
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I don’t excercise. If God had wanted me to bend over, he would have put diamonds on the floorJoan Rivers
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Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.lemony snicket.
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.oscar wilde.
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Love was big and loud and messy. Love rocked on the floor, head in hands, eyes running with mascara and angst. Love slammed doors and stalked out into the night, too wrought up to button its coat or brush its hair. Love was not something you chose or wanted; love rode you hard and tore you up. Love broke you.harriet brown. the new york times. ‘modern love’. feb 26th, 2010.
