Love is a dark pit. You fall in and are scared at first, but, as you fall further, you enjoy the ride. You think the hole is much deeper, and in turn giving you more of a ride, but it isn't. In fact, you hit so quickly and unexpectedly, that you're left dazed and glossy eyed, assuming you were able to recover from the fall. And you can never get out of the hole until you learn to fucking fly or die trying.
Enjoy your loves while the fall is still just gravity's pull.
Dumbo loves you.
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