why do I feel like my entire existence thrives on one thing; love.
not about having it for myself or not, but having it exist.. somewhere.. where I exist..
because I can't possibly exist somewhere where love does not.
to me, love is still the answer to everything.
thats all I'll ever be 100 percent sure of. and I've yet to define that properly.

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love is... and ALWAYS will be, the answer to freaking EVERYTHING...

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