Love

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"It's just so idiotic, you know? You talk about him like he is perfection. 

why is it that you talk about him like he put the stars in the sky? As if he makes the sun rise each morning? What's so special about him, that you treat him like he made you,

when all he did was break you piece by piece?

Why are you so masochistic, that you talk about the one that destroyed you with praise?

Are you insane?"


"But I guess that's the thing about love, you know. You'll let the one you love get away with murder, for goodness sake. . ." With a silent pause, she added, "Even if it's your own."

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