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Occam's Razor blades burn through the air around us. Because You blush when you laugh. Because I pay attention when I joke. Obvious. So ********* obvious. Because I swell to see you, and you meet me among the clouds. Frustra fit per plura quod potest fieri per pauciora Obvious. I can't tell you. I've told you a million times. But it's too hard to say it right. The words are difficult. I love you like a religion. I worship you with the devotion of the faithful. I know, the atheist claims faith. I love you like the spot behind the living room recliner that a dog hides behind during a thunderstorm. I love you like a thunderstorm. I love you with the depth of an Irish song about heartbreak. I don't know how to do anything else. Because you blush when you laugh. Because I notice. Because I... Obvious. So ******* obvious.
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Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 12:16 AM UTC
Occam's Razor.
Occam's Razor blades burn through the air around us. Because You blush when you laugh. Because I pay attention when I joke. Obvious. So ********* obvious. Because I swell to see you, and you meet me among the clouds. Frustra fit per plura quod potest fieri per pauciora Obvious. I can't tell you. I've told you a million times. But it's too hard to say it right. The words are difficult. I love you like a religion. I worship you with the devotion of the faithful. I know, the atheist claims faith. I love you like the spot behind the living room recliner that a dog hides behind during a thunderstorm. I love you like a thunderstorm. I love you with the depth of an Irish song about heartbreak. I don't know how to do anything else. Because you blush when you laugh. Because I notice. Because I... Obvious. So ******* obvious.
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Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 12:16 AM UTC
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