The Race January 16, 2017February 7, 2017 ~ Susan Jarreau I thought love was a marathon. He looked at it more as a sprint. Is it any wonder we never crossed the finish line together. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
probably it’s like a undefined run. If you go too fast you won’t arrive at the end. You’re looking every day to find your balance. LikeLike Reply
probably it’s like a undefined run. If you go too fast you won’t arrive at the end. You’re looking every day to find your balance.
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