“Life is essentially composed of two things: the experiences that we make and the people with which we share them.”
Can I have my cake? Can I have you too? Would you follow me? Could I ask you to? Would the world between us break these ties we’ve worked so hard to realize? Can a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
...“If only you and I could trust each other through this,
then together we could work out who the enemy is.”
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