Andy Warhol 

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This is the stuff break-ups are made of; at least mine, anyway.
It’s sad.

You can be there, in love and smitten about the twinkle in your loved ones eyes, the glow of their skin, the radiance of their smile, the simplicity of their existence. And then all of a sudden, one day, people just aren’t in love anymore.

They can’t understand what was, is and could be.
Do they get bored, or do they lose creativity?

It’s a scary thought to know that at any point, if one doesn’t find that bearing, that FOCUS, then it can all come tumbling down and amount to a whole lot of nothing.
—MCCXXI