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Love, is the harshest of fantasies. created by the meanest people, in order to make us content. in the horrible lives we live, on this horrible planet. surrounded by horrible people And, unfortunately for us; life expectantcy is not getting any shorter.
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 5:19 PM UTC
Love.
Love, is the harshest of fantasies. created by the meanest people, in order to make us content. in the horrible lives we live, on this horrible planet. surrounded by horrible people And, unfortunately for us; life expectantcy is not getting any shorter.
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 5:19 PM UTC
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