'Tell her something true when all she's known are lies. Tell her God loves her. Tell her about forgiveness, the possibility of freedom. Tell her she was made to dance in white dresses. All these things are true'- To Write Love On Her Arms
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Jim Carrey
Every part of my body feels too heavy and I feel as if I could melt into a puddle of water and drip for ever and a day
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| Mr. Darcy: | hey, I just met you |
| Mr. Darcy: | and this this crazy |
| Mr. Darcy: | but I'm going to act coldly distant to you for a long time, then awkwardly admit my undying love to you and save you from liking a horrible liar and gambler, then propose to you, telling you I love you not for your beauty but for your mind. |
| Mr. Darcy: | so call me maybe. |
