The more we take, the less we become; the fortune of one that means less for some

Please marry me, Sarah.

I will find a way to have your babies. We can move to Antigonish and be happy for the rest of our lives.

Also, how do you manage to always look eighteen?

Tangled in these silhouettes, floating face down in a river of regrets and thoughts of you

( Very hypothetical meme )

In other news, Current Music is getting me all teary. *takes off repeat loop* There.