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"Love was like one of those great dresses that you knew was far too expensive, a dress you knew you wouldn’t get enough wear out of to justify the price, a dress you knew you should leave in the store for some other sucker – but bought anyway because life was too short and you’d regret it forever if you didn’t."
Desideria - 2006-01-27 19:38
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