I've been told that Stevie doesn't love anything or anyone...he's all about self and the person in the room is the favorite or the person on the sidewalk or the person walking on the trail. Pug love is what I am seeking and it is hard to have once loved and lost my love and think I'll never have that love again. Overly dramatic, sappy and true. Bacon pieces in my pocket just like Jack Nicholson in As Good As it Gets....is where we are headed. College girl suggested that kind of love. I will smell like bacon. My pockets will have grease stains. Will I find love?
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