What had she thought, that love was a toy, something easy and sweet, just to play with? Real love was dangerous, it got you from inside and held on tight, and if you didn’t let go fast enough you might be willing to do anything for its sake.
Without a doubt.
She is a human, and I am a human…thus, we fight. We don’t fight too often, and we rarely let it fester too long, but we do fight.
Fights generally arise out of selfishness and miscommunication. We are each selfish and each fail to communicate clearly and effectively with the other person; that generally breeds misunderstanding and fighting.
Reflection and Emission Nebulas
— Rho Ophiuchi Cloud Complex
Credit: Gerald Rhemann // Astrostudio
Jean-Baptiste Oudry (1686-1755)
Nature Morte avec Oiseux Morts et Cerises, 1712.
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