Monday, June 27, 2011

"Falling in love with you was like being attacked by a shark. I didn’t know if I was supposed to stay still or swim away or punch you in the nose."

"You are woven into the fabric of my life like a zigzagging, wrong-colored thread. It ruins the whole pattern and it’s all I can see. But pulling it out would eff up the whole thing."

"I said I didn’t want to talk to you again. That was a test! You were supposed to call me until I caved."

dearoldlove.com
I should do more productive things.

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