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Her pupils have taken on a lonely hue, like grey clouds reflected in a calm lake.

wolves are just women who fell in love with the moon instead of men.

Each morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most.

She’s funny. Really funny. I have a completely different laugh when she makes me laugh. She’s smart. But not the kind of smart that makes you feel intimidated, she’s the kind of smart that makes you want to learn things just to keep up a conversation with her. And she’s beautiful… Like so beautiful that you have to look up at the sky to make sure the world’s still turning - the kind of beautiful that makes you forget how to breathe. Yeah… I forgot how to breathe.