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you and me. http://gazaesims.com / tweets manually.
ID. "Where did the word 'gauze' originate?" (…) The name is derived from that of the Palestinian city of Gaza, where the fabric is thought to have originated.

When you smiled, the morning blushed pink and gold. Violent and tender. Horrifying and warm. My ache left me behind.
And shall you be one with me ever-eternally? / Do you swear it?
He grins again, and everything inside me moves. Oh, love. Love.
A corpse kneels beside a wall. Mesmerized by the reflection of its living flesh: it wonders what could have been done and could have been. And for as long as the moon shines, the feeble illusion will prevail.
Hey. I was thinking about you. I know it’s been awhile, but I miss you. I really really miss you.
I don't get it. How what you love can kill you, even if you spend your whole life loving it. Even if you love it small. Even if you curl up in its palm.
The love I’ve known is the love of two people staring / not at each other, but in the same direction.
Be! Be! The past is dead, Tomorrow is not born. Be today! Today! Be with every nerve, With every fibre, with every drop of your red blood! Be! Be!
And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.
I am afraid I will love you forever and we will never be in the same room again.
He knew me by heart. It infuriated me that he knew me by heart.
I say: How is this my concern? I'm a spectator He says: No spectators at chasm's door ... and no one is neutral here. And you must choose your part in the end
Yes yes yes I do like you. I am afraid to write the stronger word.