She wanted to crawl into his arms and be soothed, and soothe him in return, and forget all the grand ideas… — M. K. Hobson
She wanted to crawl into his arms and be soothed, and soothe him in return, and forget all the grand ideas she’d ever had about true love, and the necessity for it. Because true love was a load of baloney. Finding a good friend...a good friend who trusted you...was more than enough.
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