Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.
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For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice.
— John Burroughs
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theme by desesperançoso with details from decepcionar
