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sinepenthe) wrote2012-04-11 01:01 pm
sinepenthe) wrote2012-04-11 01:01 pm
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Magnetism by F. Scott Fitzgerald
"Think how you love me," she whispered. "I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember."
"You'll always be like this to me."
"Oh no; but promise me you'll remember." Her tears were falling. "I’ll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am tonight."
"You'll always be like this to me."
"Oh no; but promise me you'll remember." Her tears were falling. "I’ll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am tonight."