Love is the beginning of loss

Nora 2022-01-19 08:02:51

"He" begins with love in a blink of an eye but a life of restraint and tolerance and quarrel, and then separate and follow the
two to drive towards the setting sun. Everything seems to have gone back to the past in the heavy rain. But why should he be so honest?
He should be honest, so why should he make mistakes? Going back to the past is just an illusion, the moment when there is no love, everything else is just lingering.
I'm not doing well without you, but if I still want you, can I still live well?
Later they were finally able to talk about Memory is so fucking weird. What happened after the talk? I want you to continue living? Still without you?
Finally, he walked alone in the blocks of the night city and never looked back.
"She" and his life is better to rely on relatives a woman has more intricate knot more delicate feelings and determination to be more willing to change the
car to travel perhaps she can not stand sudden crises only to find he is also a mess.
She took that step, but what about him? Tell her to stop and I cheated.
Why are men so terribly assholes that the poor man who succumbed to physical needs will blame his partner for his fault.
She also tried to buy drunk and find pleasure, but in the end she still couldn't do it, knowing that it was wrong or not hesitating, that would be stupid. When he can confess, he hurts but he can't.
In the end, I followed your back step by step until you noticed looking back.

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  • Conor Ludlow: I, uh, forfeited the loan the bank gave me, I'm losing the lease on my bar... Eleanor's gone... with the fucking wind. I'm 33 years old, and my life's a fucking boat wreck.

    Spencer Ludlow: I'm in my 60s. I lost a grandson this year that I'm basically forbidden to talk about, my third wife just walked out on me, and I come here every afternoon to this restaurant named after your mother.

  • Eleanor Rigby: I love you.

    Conor Ludlow: I know.