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Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.
~by Anais Ni
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Don’t lower your standard just to have a guy in your arms or a vase full of flowers in your dresser. Wait and hope.
—-I’ve learned! Experience is indeed the best teacher.
