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Nov 04, 2007 09:20

Love is the concern you see in your mother's eyes when she wishes out loud that she would be sick instead of you because that would hurt less for her, the warmth you feel when she stays up all night watching over you while your dad runs to the pharmacy at 3 in the morning. It's the moment you suddenly realize you miss that annoying middle school ( Read more... )

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baciobello November 6 2007, 03:42:37 UTC
I adore this.

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