Eleni用太多手风琴啦 you're making this way too personal for me以至于没过多久就已经完全失去了注意力开始沉浸于意外砸下来的自己的巨大悲哀之中;那个吉他和口琴唱着歌的组合差点哭一下;由此意识到应该感谢安哲的东西几乎都不是关于我的仅仅如此就已经悲痛了如果再多一点I just won't survive
Love isn't patient and kind and humble. Love is messy. And horrible and selfish and bold. It's not finding your perfect half. It's the trying and reaching and failing. Love is being willing to ruin your good painting for the chance at a great one.