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I Am A Firm Believer In Serendipity- All The Random Pieces Coming Together In One Wonderful Moment, When Suddenly You See What Their Purpose Was All Along.

A Year. A Thousand Kisses. And Now A Thousand One, A Thousand Two. There Are So Many Other Place We Could Have Ended Up, But I Have To Believe None Of Them Would Have Felt This Right. "all I Want Is You" Is Not Entirely True. I Want So Much More, And With You I Think I Can Get It.

Long Live Protest Songs, In Whatever Form They Take.

Happiness Is So Rarely A Part Of My Vocabulary, Because For Me It's So Fleeting

Do I Really Have To Find A Word For It? Can't It Just Be What It Is?