My whole life is made up of: “I’m sorry”. I feel like I have to apologize to people, to things, to life itself. It’s like, “I’m sorry to be here”. I don’t want to disturb anyone.
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If you can make a woman laugh, you can make her do anything.
A wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe, and leaves before she is left.