"how is it that we have become so distant?" he asked.
"well, my love, you seem to have found a different disposition that no longer requires my assistance."
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC
"how is it that we have become so distant?" he asked.
"well, my love, you seem to have found a different disposition that no longer requires my assistance."
it's a sad thing, isn't it.
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