words. written, spoken, typed, thought. the right ones never seem to come when you need them. change is hard to come by. and these are just words, about how i'm doing today.
Sunday, May 29
falling
“There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they’re good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn’t mean you’ll be together forever. It doesn’t mean you won’t hurt each other. It just mean you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.” ~Laurell K. Hamilton (Incubus Dreams)
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