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When love is right, there is no pebble.

A pebble in my shoe, very much like a single pea beneath the mattress of a princess—that’s what wrong love always felt like to me.
I am already nostalgic for the days I'm living in.

A pebble in my shoe, very much like a single pea beneath the mattress of a princess—that’s what wrong love always felt like to me.