|
Love. Man, what is that? *drags from a cigarette* Who was the Pavlov that taught me not to love until I'm loved? I did well in Chemistry in high school but I don't know a damn thing about it. Looks more like we're just comparing photos, playing cards, and selling on the stock market all rolled up into one. True love is sounding more like discovering Christ every year. "Don't worry, son, it is one of those miracles that you come into with age."
|