You Gotta Know Yourself Before You Can Love Yourself
To know me is to love me, but at least buy me dinner first.
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Who do you love? Probably not strangers. — Ask anybody — would you like to be happy? With the exception of one chemistry professor I knew (who was rumored to have said she “didn’t really like to have fun”), the…