Love is like a boiling kettle, but the kettle just doesn't have a handle. We hunger for it, so we pick up the scalding metal regardless, drop it and scream from the pain. Yet we still go back. To the thing that hurt us and left us with scars...
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Love is Like a Boiling Kettle
Non-Fiction"You're only a teen, you've got your whole life to live yet" ~ every adult ever I partially agree with that statement. Yes, I'm a teen, I do have my whole life to life. However, that doesn't mean I can't have already lived and been through some shit
