You are the only one who creates your reality for no one else can think for you no one else can do it it is only you every bit of it you
She was beautiful but not like those girls in the magazines she was beautiful for the way she thought she was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes
Trust is like a paper once it's crumpled it can't be perfect again you can flatten the paper and try and make it as straight as you want but it will never be perfect again
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