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"Your words are your heart, and it's broken, but it's not ugly. You're not ugly."
“Because there are certain things in our lives—certain people—that are just supposed to be there. We don’t choose them, or what they’ll mean to us; they’re just a part of who we are.”
God doesn’t always package the best ones in what we’d expect. That’s what makes them harder to find. And more worth the wait.”
“You fight hard and love even harder, and that’s what I want. I want you.”
In the beginning, we are born in our purest form. We then become ourselves during the stage between caterpillar to butterfly, so colorful and full of beautiful possibility, and we believe, with the blindest of hope, that we’ll be perfect forever. That time is endless. That there is a multitude of chances, of opportunities. Until one day, the reality of mortality settles in deep and dark, and we suddenly become aware of how limited we are. It is all so black and white. There is no grey. We live and we die, and there’s nothing more to it than that.

