Even when I don’t know the people, I still find their faults. Or invent them.
Don’t make loss in your life make you a loser.
My heart is kerosene, my mind a match. I’m seconds away from igniting.
Regret swallows broken men whole. Acceptance builds them anew.
He makes me weak and vulnerable and absolutely perfect in all of my flaws. Like a human.
Millions of pages cloaked in dust and inspiration and wisdom.
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