"I Love You More Than My Own Skin And Even Though You Don't Love Me The Same Way, You Love Me Anyways,
"I love you more than my own skin and even though you don't love me the same way, you love me anyways, don't you? And if you don't, I'll always have the hope that you do, and i'm satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you."
Frida Kahlo
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