If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is no — Ann Oakley
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If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is nothing left to love. The integrity of self is gone.

— Ann Oakley
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