If I am to be fallen into love I will. And if as a result I will appear to be stupid disillusioned and of poor judgment I will. And I would be damned if I cared what other people think. For I would rather be thought of as all of these things than not love. If in loving I become the naked woman on the horse I will ride that horse with my head held high. This is my spirit. I am unbreakable.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.