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Love is the irresistable desire to be desired irresistably.
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Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
-- H. L. Mencken
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love is evil misspelled backwards
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#145 |
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![]() The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love. -- Henry Miller
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Momma Giraffe loves her baby...
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Love is when your boyfriend softly rubs your back, when you're lying down next to him and not feeling well, and full of pain, and there's no words. Love is when you don't have to ask him to, and he doesn't have to ask you if he can.
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The Black Númenórean
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Love is okay, but one hell of a gamble! And it seems I have never been good at dice, unfortunatly...
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Love is when your boyfriend, out of the blue for no particular reason, brings you home an ice cream cake. Just like that. An ice cream cake. That's love!
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Some believe love is simply a twitch of salivallic addiction. Inthe saliva is a compound that is more addictive than nicotine, or herion for that matter and is as unique as its carrier. And once that unque signature embedded in the saliva of the lover is gone for a time, or forever, we go into a horrible withdrawl, that lasts a lifetime or less than half that, hopefully. I hate to just downgrade love (precious) to a biophysical response, but dont we all (master of the precious,precious).
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What was that song, Robert Palmer song from the 80's - "Might as well face it, you're addicted to love!"
Anyway I know I am. Always. I have loved this world since I can first remember experiencing it, and I trust I will continue to do so 'til my heart dies. I can't help it.
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I love plums
Nice one. I love plums once they are cooked slowly in brown sugar for many hours on a slow heat with a touch of black currant syrup over chocolate icecream.
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An enigma in a conundrum
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a most convoluted posting
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olorin, have you seen the evolution thread here? Or the religion threads? I think you'd make a good debater!
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Love is
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The Black Númenórean
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Indeed....? Love is...?
When you miss some one, when you never have really thought about or missed anything before. A persistant ache that doesn't leave till you hear their voice and feel their touch. Then all of that ache goes away and you are content to stay where ever they are for any length of time.
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