The first-greatest thing that ever happened to me. I will never, ever, see fault in this face. To me, S is as perfect as a goodnight kiss upon a sleeping child's head-- even if that head is a tangled, knotted mess. How do you explain your feelings toward your children? They are beautiful without exception and the sight of their silly grins makes your heart race and your throat burn from the overwhelming love.
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