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But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came.

The truth of the matter is, you don’t get a say in who is going to hurt you. All you get a say in is who you’re going to trust, who you’re going to love, and if you’re lucky, they’ll love you back, and hurting you will be a foreign thought in their mind. I never got a say in what you did to me, but I get a say in who I love now, and who I let into my life. There’s just no room for people like you anymore.

I worship the sun, but I swoon for the moon.

I’m not for everyone. I’m barely for me.