Relationships dont always make sense. Especially from the outside

I have boobs!" Chloe said again, a bit too loudly— she'd already had a couple of mini bottles at the Spot. "My boobs are great, goddammit. You know that? They're fantastic! My boobs are amazing.

But it was too early to know: there were always more pages to go, more words to be written, before the story was over.

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.

It wasn’t so much that I was positive. I just wasn’t fully subscribing to such a negative way of thinking anymore.

funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story

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