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I now see why people call it "falling in love", because you don't just trip, you can't stand up after and dust the dirt and blood off of your knees like nothing ever happened if the one you are falling for you doesn't catch you you can't patch it up with band-aids and hydrogen peroxide it's not a little trip it's an enormous, mountain high fall and if you don't land just right you wind up with a broken heart instead of broken bones
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
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I now see why people call it "falling in love", because you don't just trip, you can't stand up after and dust the dirt and blood off of your knees like nothing ever happened if the one you are falling for you doesn't catch you you can't patch it up with band-aids and hydrogen peroxide it's not a little trip it's an enormous, mountain high fall and if you don't land just right you wind up with a broken heart instead of broken bones
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
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