It started off well enough:
"Do love and respect equal value? Love is a symptom."
"Love is everything. It's friendship, respect, I honour what you do. You're fucked if you think they're two different things."
"Passion is love, too. I can draw a pretzel. And it smells like Player's Light. Where'd this come from?"
The conversation, which made perfect sense at the time, might've had something to do with this:
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Still makes sense to me as I read it, what doesn't make sense is who drank all that wine, burp !!!!
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