I was working when i heard the girls were leaving. I was at work when owen meany cut off johnny's trigger finger with the diamond wheel. I was at work when i realized i've been victimizing myself since the day i was born, and realizing that maturing is believing yourself an angel, forsaken. The ability, choice, to go over it. Not to grin and bear, but to love regardless. To love the hurt, you have to. The hurt love brings is strongest of them all. Sink not, helpless babe
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