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| You'll see more of my bow ties and preppy look this summer <3 |
We ended up mistaking our conscience to the color of our blood and rationale as the salt of our tears. We affirm and deny in desperation; a frustrated attempt to save something of the past. We convince and are convinced, we argue, deduce, and assume the conclusion in a reasonably uniform and balanced way. Contrary to what most people think, we are simply skimming the surface of concepts about which we only have the vaguest of ideas.
Conclusion: You begin to love when you disintegrate your obsession with habit.
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