Love is always like the feeling before the summer holiday when entering, arm in arm with Her, the 747 for a long distance flight to the sun for rest. Wonderful! The take off is hilarious… The end is a disastrous emergency landing.
I'm fond of the famous formula of Berkeley “Esse est percipi” , i.e. “To be is to be perceived” in English.
It's distasteful when guys try to shove me around. Hate it!
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