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Life was all just a pile of accidents and coincidences that sometimes made sense and at other times, total chaos.
"Messy can still be beautiful."
“But that’s who you are,” she whispered, glancing at me. “You fight hard and love even harder, and that’s what I want. I want you.”
It went beyond my body, beyond the pumping organ in my chest, and made itself at home in the core of my being, made of color and stardust.
