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love is a lie that our masochistic selves enjoy. love never lasts forever it's just a small tingle we feel now and then, an illusion. the only person we will ever love is our own self, our reflection. thus passion is strong, hot, sizzling. Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things. Passion makes the world go round. Love just makes it a safer place. yet love without passion is dreary and passion without love is horrific.
