I live in sin, to kill myself I live; no longer my life my own, but sin’s; my good is given to me by heaven, my evil by myself, by my free will, of which I am deprived – Michelangelo
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When your ex texts you after months Hey whats up. Not today Satan not today.
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The beauty of being a mom is that no matter how many times your love is divided its still whole.
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Our minds are like our stomaches they are whetted by the change of their food and variety supplies both with fresh appetite Quintilian
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