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July 7 - July 13, 2022
To everyone who has wondered if or been made to feel that they aren’t worth loving. May love find you and remind you that you matter.
“Sixteen is also too young for swooning, you know.”
“We all make mistakes, but that doesn’t have to define us. People make mistakes, but people are not mistakes.”
“Wanting love isn’t selfish.”
“Pain is human, not something to be ashamed of.”
“I care,” Allyre said quietly. “You’re someone, mistakes and all. You’re a person, and that’s all you have to be, and I’m sorry you were made to feel like you weren’t enough. No one is perfect or completely innocent. I know you’re not perfect. I still care. I won’t leave.”
“You matter; you matter to me. Love—real love—is selflessness. It’s sacrifice. Love isn’t taking, it’s giving and demanding nothing in return. It’s putting someone else before yourself. Self-sacrifice is love in its purest form.”
“The thing about love,” she said quietly, “is sooner or later, it always hurts. Real love is choosing it anyway.”
“No one is perfect or loves perfectly,”
“I love you,” he whispered. “With every imperfect part of me.”
“I love you—every imperfect part of you. With every imperfect part of me.”
