But you can't start over Only a boy can start over You and me Why, we're all that's been

Sometimes Sorry is not enough to Forgive and Forget everything...

All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that’s a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly.

Wants to set the world on fire, and if it can't happen by tomorrow morning at nine a.m., then life's just unfair and hardly worth living.

Written By David Sedaris

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