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“If you only shine light on your flaws, all your perfects will dim.”
“I like it,” he says. I wad up the fortune and flick it at the door like he did. “I’m a grammar snob. It should be your perfections.” “That’s what makes me like it. The one word they misuse is perfects. Kind of ironic.”
The problem is, love and happiness are not concordant. One can exist without the other.
sadness is like a spiderweb. You don’t see it until you’re caught up in it, and then you have to claw at yourself to try to break free.
Apologies are good for admitting regret, but they do very little in removing the truth from the actions that caused the regret.
