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"Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces-and as it gets older and stronger-it will tear deeper-love her, love her, love her!"...
"Hear me, Pip! I adopted her to be loved. I bred her and educated her to be loved. I developed her into what she is, that she might be loved. Love her!"...
"I'll tell you," said she, in the same hurried passionate whisper, "what real love it. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smiter-as I did!"
Miss Havisham, Great Expectations
this passage has definitely had a great impression on me when i was young and still does today. and it influences my life in very subtle ways.
i don't believe in love. can you tell?
hold me now
it's hard for me to say i'm sorry
but if it means anything, i'm sorry.
i've got an idea for a harry/draco fic: looking for co-writers, preferably in RL *looks pointedly at person in mind*
or i could do it myself...but it's good to have company (: