love is a mutt that follows you home an overfriendly guest with a huge appetite still, it’s your dime… and it’s better than being alone… isn’t it? well, isn’t it? or are you too tall for love? too proud to stoop down low? would you rather be a master than a slave? well, love makes slaves of us all some say love is life and indifference is death surely it’s better to serve something anything than suffer that gradual asphyxiation?
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