lørdag 28. mars 2015

When I was little I didn't know I'd grow up... Or I knew but didn't feel it.


No one loves anyone else;
He loves what he finds of
himself in the other.
Don't fret if others don't love you.
They feel who you are,
and you're a stranger.
Be who you are,
even if never loved.
Secure in yourself,
you will suffer
few sorrows.


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