

I'm through with you and I'm through with love. Love is all the dirty little tricks you taught me that you probably got out of some book. Love is you making me happy and then going off to sleep with your mouth open while I lie awake all night afraid to say my prayers even because I know I have no right to say anymore. Love always hangs up behind the bathroom door. It's half catheters and half whirling douches.

Love is that aborting horror you took me to. Love is quinine and quinine and quinine until I'm deaf with it. Ernest Hemingway, in full Ernest Miller Hemingway, (born July 21, 1899, Cicero now in Oak Park, Illinois, U.S.died July 2, 1961, Ketchum, Idaho), American novelist and short-story writer, awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1954. Your purchase helps support Sri Lankan Childrens Charity The Rainbow Centre. Love is ergoapiol pills to make me come around because you were afraid to have a baby. Ships from UK in 48 hours or less (usually same day). I was your partner and your little black flower. “Love was the greatest thing, wasn't it? Love was what we had that no one else had or could ever have? And you were a genius and I was your whole life.
