Wednesday, November 26, 2014
The Heart Ends Its Own Pain
It's so simple to live long. Love makes babies but hate kills us all.
Written by Me at 6:13 AM
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
I loved every part of this prose besides the last line. Love doesn't always make babies and people can chose not to have babies by using birth control, which does not affect a love a person has for one another.
I thought the same thing Ashley Nichole.
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