What is true love? It’s simplicity.

That’s why it’s so magico magical.

The smartest things you’d ever known.

It blows you away.

Overthinking keeps it away.

You might have heard it some time, but as we get older, we always forget what we’ve learned as kids or what we were thinking. The older we get, the easier it is to forget. It’s probably what we all forget, the ego we don’t want to mush within.

We start to forget since the least what we’ve wanted, the least we would wish to surge to protect, the least we want to blend within.

We forget since all the rest forget we start to think that secondly, that sex is the only best, the thing that quenches our problems like the masturbate does the matters to tell you that, it’s a pain inside that do which what you for most couldn’t, that brings you where it stays deepened out enough.

To the fact that the beauty of the beasts never residue than a few who never see the beauty in the future, perhaps the love they seek is more beautiful than themself.

When they are in revenge can never have their thirst quenched unless there is a reasonable explanation that the future with your beloved one would only exist if you see the beauty that can within your heart live the lives longer.

Still beauty of the beast the movie was of the better when you’ve been younger, people want to forget the easiest as it is true love with someone for millions of years to the eternal. By this, it’s never said that you have to find love for TRILLioN.

There is always jaguar power underneath a hood, but as long as we scratch the surface of pain residues, the pain still occupies us not to seek the truth. But if it did today? Is it all meant for today?

More people would try to explore the same, even the writer of these would become endangered because all had listened for in such time when all we forgot was not the words but just what we all forgot when we were children. And it’s all nearly the same.

We had dreams of the future. We had hoped to achieve higher power in the love that you and I perhaps lived as long and queen, where the strongest love wins all means, if it’s were that your beloved would dream if you and only you, then if the person behind would do the same, that is true love.

When can it win this time and set it back a few hours later when you, as in joy, would show this love? If you did, it wouldn’t become forsaken. Even when jealous and parade that someone wouldn’t need it.

You still were to hold on beauty if it were so strong who could break it as she were to send them all back where they would be, because when she as the writer is he. Would participate in dancing with the bears.

It would be a questionary if the love would succeed. There are too many questions if it would after then the trousers aren’t protected. But the food we eat makes us give us the most; then you must feel the lust of tomorrow, the appetite to keep yourself blended with what we require most, and that for some are fulfilled for just some seconds when men are stupid and the one women the machines.

When men can’t forgive, women can, but it takes what men did the most; when she becomes taken away because she would do, people want to forget not to tender the love.

Anyone can grow in one day the beast, and later it even does no more matter. Since gold-digging is everywhere, it’s when people leave to the vision of themself that the close is not necessary. The feeling of simplicity to change something for the better is more muscular when we all forget after years of life we were.

So this by telling is not a long story; it is to shed light upon the unknown, the things we’ve all can write about; for some, it’s never or was already possible planning.

But most were close to being told what they should have done, but the things were that only this paper went through the test, through opportunity. Rest would blame themself for not trying to perfect.

It’s what most would think is just another piece of rubbish. But wish? Wish yourself changes, changing the changes. Then by what is true love? It’s eternal. When we talk about eternity, it is as the end, and the ending is as the end unthinkable the end. Even for God?

God would have standard and said, wait, there is still time, and time to think instead that kissing the girl is the better if you like me, a romantically greedy guy who kissed over 30 ladies in my life.

All of them remember its residue; they blame themself one day. And me for doing only the Kisses, but those who prolonged nothing different stayed within.

Nothing is different from the search for love. Search for the partner, and the sexuality wouldn’t become desired, when you have that equation in your life, you are somehow ahead to find true love if the kissing was of the right you could feel that this would be your love.

But true love is dedication. That is why people marry people online; perhaps they do not. But I’d they could, things would be darn more comfortable. I’m not telling you about the new multi-million wedding company. But I’m talking about dedication.

If you dedicate yourself to unique ways to win the lottery well, that is quite bigger.

Sometimes commitment would be of what is the matter; other than that; there isn’t a story to tell that lost itself to the depression since love hurts and when it does, it can start a Vulcan, and things like that become measured how big things sometimes are how love has killed the whole planet several times.

It’s when we look the other way. We start to believe in fairy tales. That this world might only exist with true love?

You’d start to learn all about true love since it’s like the beautiful movie pretty woman, but part 2, was it ever made?

They feared it was too high greatness. And greatness comes at least, especially in America. You can’t outsmart people. They would come back and haunt you. At least be happy to meet you.

So take it there, that your love is to become forever pressured under means that it needs to prolonge only under the sinister matter, some people would want to leave their beloved ones because they don’t know. Why are they all doing that?

Some want a pause; some want freedom. It gives a better look at the future if you have one choice; you will have zero if you have more opportunities.

Honestly, it would make bleeding feel in you that something; why did it happen? Some might think it happened because there weren’t other things to happen.

But if it happened, it was what the most you would want to happen. If something doesn’t matter, don’t come asking for help since you might not be given a second chance.

In life, things are questioning the faithfulness of all people. Only those who genuinely are, are sold as-is on the choices market. As if some evil spells are to counter life’s most wanted things as true love eternal.

We would want rather than seek the success of true love. If it is? It is.

When that is to keep your beloved one for a million to TRILLioN of years, who would it be? Most do believe in an afterlife. But that’s where we meet again in grief and desire.

And that from there, these words became. So long, the one that does not cry at a funeral truly knows what truth instead is than morning and the grief that some things are going the right way they should.

Some will be put into psychiatric treatment just because their belief is wrong. Most would understand some sinister way if the style of life in some.

There is nothing to quench sexuality more potent in a way; it’s no longer beauty; it’s an addiction to do wrong since you feel you might be hurting someone.

That’s when things start to matter when some love comes back to each other. When love is forgotten and would want to be not in its comfort for most, it starts to ramble for most. And in these ways, you never know when things start to become a disaster.

Nevertheless, this was to become told as a short story since its simplicity. Not excellent telling. If it were, who would ever want to read? The zombies do only harness the possible.

They said that true love is a disaster; at least you wouldn’t admit that you as yourself wouldn’t want more than true love.

But if you can’t imagine which your lust by nothing more than masturbating, your life has been built upon lies and often lies residue in most living and who would want to make you reasonable?

In the end, there were just a few of the few. But the noise looked good in the room since it had its voice more advanced.

So what is love? Is it true? Can it exist for Trillion years? Can it be something that can keep the world for all the given years away stay as something that never ends?

As if jealousy is the key to death in this world? Perhaps someone would give the love easier if it was something to hold on to forever? What if the worlds need this forever?

Forever and ever. And then it would become that love would stay forever.

There wouldn’t be other things to think of; differently, true love would remain as something more than religion, even if the marriage was sacred, and the learnings from then on and on you would try to understand it was for the most belief that would stay forever.