“Think how you love me,’ she whispered. ‘I don’t ask you to love
“Think how you love me,’ she whispered. ‘I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.’You’ll always be like this to me.’Oh no; but promise me you’ll remember.’ Her tears were falling. 'I’ll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, MagnetismModel: AnastasiaNovember 2015 -- source link
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