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“There are darknesses in life, and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.” BRAM STOKER, DRACULA
She may look pure, but there’s dirt on her soul—a skeleton handcuffed to her wrist that she’s been forced to drag around for as long as she can remember.
Parents have that ability; they create you, and in return, you spend your whole life craving their approval, even if they don’t deserve it. Especially then.
“Nothing’s always bad, right? If you look hard enough, you can find the good in anyone.”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want, baby. This is my castle, and I’m your goddamn king.”
My father’s hands raise in sweet surrender,
“Is that good and bad can, and often do, coexist. There is no black and white when it comes to people. Sometimes, good people do or say bad things, and sometimes bad people do very good things. It’s not the actions that make up a person, it’s what’s inside of them that counts.”