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When Yuri said it was a girl, I hoped. And hope is a jagged knife. Hope pieces together dreams out of broken glass only for reality to come and smash them all over again. Hope is the cruelest punishment of them all. Because without hope, I know: it’s not her, you fool. It can’t be. It can never be. Because I killed her.
But the problem is, I want to live—or at least I refuse to die.
His voice has the rumbling of thunder, and I find myself following like lightning.
Never underestimate a person’s ability to surprise you.
It’s nothing to laugh about, which is exactly why you need to.
Sometimes revenge is a long game and, as much as you want a small win now, the larger victory needs time to manifest.
But love has a funny way of sneaking up on you.
Turns out almost being eaten by a giant bird while traveling cools one’s wanderlust.
Loving somebody is needing two hearts to live instead of just the one.
Coming to terms with what you’ve done wrong is better than just being a good person.
Hubris. My downfall was nothing more than hubris. How unoriginal.
