It is my sincere belief that love can make everything else seem unimportant.

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It is my sincere belief that love can make everything else seem unimportant.
She was a lonely bird full of unchanging melancholy. She felt a terrible appeal to detach from everything.
I was devastating my weakness, that I ruin everything I touch, without exception.
Gumption, I trust that it can solve everything.
She will see everything, fill herself up with stories and she will live richly and deeply.
I can't conceive even at my age, why are we all so tongue tied, and yet seem to have everything.
You wonder if you've got what it takes. You don't want to just live you have faith in yourself, and a flood of confidence in everything you do.
There are choices in life - arbitrary comforts or a hope capable of anything. Pretending to live or be happy with everything ahead.
Come away with me. Forget everything. You must go to a place of grass, silence and woods. A place like that was alive.
If something happened it would spoil everything. Whatever this was would only complicate things.