I don’t love casually. When I love, it’s fierce. It’s my soul ripped wide open and raw. It’s my whole heart on display. It’s all I have and everything I know, handed over to you, like a gift. And I hope you unwrap it gen
The first murder was committed with a rock. Shall we ban all rocks? After all, there are a lot more rocks in the world than guns. Let's deal with the real problem: evil in the hearts of men.