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kayahaefeli January 10, 2016 found treasure, Uncategorized

to be in love

to be in love is to fret and fume and torture oneself for nothing;
to live solely for the confines of a wayward woman;
to be miserable if she frowns;
to be insanely happy if she smiles.

– G.J. Hill

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