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: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest 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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