I'm allergic to family occasions. Sometimes I think we'd do better as dandelion seeds-no family, no history, just floating off into the world, each on our own piece of fluff.

Family bloody first.

The other person always has a point, Listen to each other, and you'll hear it.

People change. Life changes. It's the way of the world. Maybe it's meant to be.

It's just, there's something compelling about very beautiful people. Especially strong-jawed men with stubble and intense eyes. You fall under their spell and believe anything they say.

Buy calmly and with meaning.

People move on. Friendship end.

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Some things are private. I mean, we're grown-ups now. You don't share everything.