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The easiest thing to feel is sadness.
Can’t stand to stand cant stand to sit but who would want to know this?
1950's lyrics:
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics:
When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics:
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics:
Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.
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How do you react when you think you need people’s love? Do you become a slave for their approval? Do you live an inauthentic life because you can’t bear the thought that they might disapprove of you? Do you try to figure out how they would like you to be, and then try to become that, like a chameleon? In fact, you never really get their love. You turn into someone you aren’t, and then when they say “I love you,” you can’t believe it, because they’re loving a facade. They’re loving someone who doesn’t even exist, the person you’re pretending to be. It’s difficult to seek other people’s love. It’s deadly. In seeking it, you lose what is genuine. This is the prison we create for ourselves as we seek what we already have.
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Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.