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You learn things over time, and that was one of the biggest things I learned about him. He wanted to find more joy in life than he did.
Some wanted the freedom to be anyone they wanted, some of us wanted the freedom to be left alone.
Beauty loses its meaning when you’re surrounded by too much of it. “So, this is the new girl.” She flopped down on the bed, hugging a small pillow to her chest. “What’d the bastard name you?”
“Some people stay broken. Some pick up the pieces and put them back together with all the sharp edges showing.”
“My secrets are old friends; I would feel like a poor friend if I abandoned them now.”
The trouble with sociopaths, really, is that you never know where they draw their boundaries.
Yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day, or in none, is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
Three butterflies for a broken girl: one for personality, one for possession, and one for pettiness.
