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'People fall in love like the rising and the setting of the sun. It's like a young boy who says he loves the colour green one day, only to realize that on the morrow, it's the colour blue he truly loves.'

Girls these days kill me with their proclamations of love. *eyeroll*  the poor guys honestly

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