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I have no tolerance for people who can’t keep to a simple agreement.
Most people thought the biggest sacrifice they could make was to die for something. They were wrong. The biggest sacrifice you could make was to live for something—to allow it to consume you and turn you into a version of yourself you didn’t recognize. Death was oblivion; life was reality, the harshest truth that had ever existed.
Pretty words and pretty faces don’t equal pretty souls.”
