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Feb 1
Love is not in the things we did for each other
It's in the things we avoided
Cause I can die for you with no reason
But will I listen to how you want me to live with a thousand reasons?
All the control that we have over our life is minimal to controlling the next muscle interaction and the response of the feeling to the emotion that we have... Thus, control doesn't meaning heading over hills, it's actually controlling what hills we are going to miss for each other
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Repentant  29/M/Tehran
(29/M/Tehran)   
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       Repentant, Immortality, Jess and Winter Bird
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