Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The great — Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
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Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It’s a given and that’s the secret.

— Jonathan Carroll, White Apples
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