❝I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.❞
Lisa Kleypas (via atomos)

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Reych. Law Student. Forever Young. I could be bipolar. Reading is like breathing. Cynical. I find myself agreeing with Jean-Paul Sartre's Existentialism. I don't know if that makes me an existentialist. I like pretty things--but I may have an entirely different concept on what pretty means. Sometimes I write poetry, sometimes I write stories. Most of the time I don't want anyone to read them. I enjoy the pitter patter of raindrops. Gemini, if that matters. My dream is to fly. I mean that literally and otherwise. Oh, and... Hello.