They told me love was how a father loved his daughter
How a mother loved her son
How Jack loved Rose
I wonder why nobody told me how my soul loved my body
How my eyes shed tears when my soul was hurt
How my lips smiled when my soul was happy
How my eyes glittered when my soul shone
I wish I was taught my type of self love stories
-Self love is also romance
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Was ist Liebe ?
LIEBE

ist ein BEKENNTNIS zweier Menschen,
die LEBENSFREUDE zu teilen
und
des anderen LAST mitzutragen …
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(C) PachT 2009
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tatsächlich
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Interesting read👍
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Thankyou
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Accepting oneself is in itself a start of something beautiful. And loving oneself is prerequisite for acceptance. 👌👌👍😊
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Indeed!!
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Self love is awesome..nice 👌👌
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Thank you!!
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Self love is acceptance. I disagree that such a notion need be romantic. The vicissitudes of necessity have brought low many a lover, and spared many a monster.
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That’s the best part about us humans we are all different with different opinions.
Lets agree to disagree.
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Before you can consider loving another you have to learn to love yourself!
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indeed!!!!
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