Real love?

Love is not a disappointment? There is something going on, a fiction is being made, and stitch loops are knitted. It's called marriage. They say lies in her name. Accounts are being made for. Life is taken for you.

Then it changes a little bit and you're looking at one of those feelings. Maybe it wasn't real. You've got meanings. Sometimes you don't even know what you install. All the noise is going through the storm. Leisure time. Time out. The moon was wasted, wasted time saying how I fell in love.

That's not true love. I think real love lives in a small part of people. There is true love, and the dream is enough to turn the world. Who knows, maybe we're coming back? There is only one truth I know. You'il love yourself first. So being alone is not going to scare you any more. As far as I can see; The name of daily relationships is love. Consumption is not only material. Last speed is also experienced in emotions and consumed.

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