Everyday Is Like Sunday

I'm Sydney, 19 Morrissey is everything beautiful in life. I love good music and films. I'll never be sastified.

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I lost myself to music at a very early age, and I remained there.

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But don’t forget the songs that made you cry and the songs that saved your life

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The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a tellar but for want of an understanding ear.

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"Can I kiss you?"
"You may."

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