Kjærlighet. Jeg skulle skrive noe sykt intellektuelt om det her. Noe som at det knuser hjertet ditt, uansett om det går bra eller dårlig. Hvis du tenker på det, er det sant. Jeg kan ta feil. Det kan godt hende jeg bare syns ordene ble fine. Jeg gjør det iblant. Skriver noe som bare jeg forstår mens andre bare tenker blæh- suppe. Oh well.
Love. I was going to write something fancy about it. Something like it breaks your heart, even though you get the happy ever after. If you think about it, it's true. Or I may be wrong. It may be that I just thought the words were pretty. I do that somethimes. Write something only I get while others think it's just drewls of cliches. Ah well.
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