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Love was intangible. Universal. It was whatever someone wanted it to be and should be respected as such.
I like to know why things are the way they are for me and why they’re different for someone else.”
If I ask you something and it seems strange, I’m not being weird, I’m trying to understand.”
Being alone with her thoughts was not a fun time to be had.
