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If You Rewrite A Paragraph Fifty Times And Forty-nine Of Them Are Terrible, That's Fine; You Only Need To Get It Right Once.

This Is The One Thing I Hope: That She Never Stopped. I Hope When Her Body Couldn't Run Any Farther She Left It Behind Like Everything Else That Tried To Hold Her Down, She Floored The Pedal And She Went Like Wildfire, Streamed Down Night Freeways With Both Hands Off The Wheel And Her Head Back Screaming To The Sky Like A Lynx, White Lines And Green Lights Whipping Away Into The Dark, Her Tires Inches Off The Ground And Freedom Crashing Up Her Spine.

I've Always Loved Strong Women, Which Is Lucky For Me Because Once You're Over About Twenty-five There Is No Other Kind. Women Blow My Mind. The Stuff That Routinely Gets Done To Them Would Make Most Men Curl Up And Die, But Women Turn To Steel And Keep On Coming. Any Man Who Claims He's Not Into Strong Women Is Fooling Himself Mindless; He's Into Strong Women Who Know How To Pout Prettily And Put On Baby Voices, And Who Will End Up Keeping His Balls In Her Makeup Bags.

For A Moment, I Felt As If The Universe Had Turned Upside Down And We Were Falling Softly Into An Enormous Black Bowl Of Stars, And I Knew, Beyond Any Doubt, That Everything Was Going To Be Alright.

Don't You Ever Feel That - That You Just Need To Get Away? From Everything? That It's All Too Much?