random post here. my lit teacher told us this a few days back when we were studying Othello.
love is such a fickle thing. one marries not because of being in love but rather feeling sentiment towards his opposite half. true love is fully experience when you take a mistress in time. committing crimes of passion and lust. the one whom you truly love is her and not your wife. therefore, No Love Please.
how far this applies to us? only time can tell as we fall in and fall out of love.
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