It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you. — Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
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It's difficult to continue loving someone who shits on you.

— Gene Wilder, Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search for Love and Art
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