Romantic
Define the difference between joy and pain ?
With love there is no difference, it will bring irrational thought, confusion, extreme pain and extreme joy. but I wouldn't be without it.
There is no greater gift to give someone than your love, and no greater gift that you could receive.
This post may be too mature for some of you, but I trust in the law of averages
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All xkcd cartoons have an additional comment hidden in them this wayWith reasonable assumptions about latitude and body shape, how much time might she gain them? Note: whatever the answer, sunrise always comes too soon. (Also, is it worth it if she throws up?)
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JULIET
Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
ROMEO
It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
JULIET
Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I:
It is some meteor that the sun exhal'd,
To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
And light thee on thy way to Mantua.
Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone.
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That's almost as bad as:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
All my base,
Are belong to you....
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I know but very, very cute too. Or did I do too much planetary physics?
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