I felt like a fool I had gone so far out on a limb with my feelings that
I didn’t realize I was standing out there alone.
In a city of infinite options such as Montréal, sometimes there’s no better feeling than knowing you already have one.
If you love alone, at least you love, you're alive.
If I still love you, lucky you.
Screw me once, shame on you. Screw me twice, shame on me!
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