#ruffaloedit

I’m not a smart man, particularly. But one day, at long last, I stumbled from the dark woods of my own, and my family’s, and my country’s past, holding in my hands these truths. That love grows from forgiveness. That from destruction comes renovation. That the evidence of God exists in our connections to one another. This much, at least, I’ve figured out. I know this much is true.

damn it really be like that + bonus