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Of all the lies I've heard, "I love you" was my favorite.

The hottest love has the coldest end.

I don't know why they call it heartbreak when it feels like every other part of my body is broken too.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds. It dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

As soon as forever is through, I'll be over you.

The best way to mend a broken heart is time and girlfriends.

Cry as I may, these tears won't wash away.