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Monday, January 05, 2015

How love dies


Love never dies an easy death.... It has to be murdered by two people. Brutally starved, tortured and even buried alive.  Anais Nin said it more poetically, "Love never dies a natural death. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."

2 comments:

Modern Gurl said...

Stumbled across this... I think I can kill mt love for someone if their mean to me.

GR said...

So fucking true