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The food was so good that with each passing course, our conversation devolved further into fragmented celebrations of its deliciousness:'I want this dragon carrot risotto to become a person so I can take it to Las Vegas and marry it.
I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
Maybe 'Okay' will be our 'always'...
You will not kill my girlfriend today, International Terrorists of Ambiguous Nationality!