❝I didn’t stop adoring, that was the problem. I had plenty of evidence to stop adoring, but the more he didn’t give me what I wanted, the harder I tried to get it.❞
The Secret Life of Prince Charming, Deb Caletti (via creatingaquietmind)
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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.