Sunday, January 25, 2015

fifty-two

I’m torn between being cynical and cold and being positive and hopeful. There comes a point where you’ve stepped on too much shattered glass to ever accept the mosaic as a whole. I believe strongly in fairytales. I believe strongly in happy endings. Be optimistic, but be smart. Be lighthearted, but be cautious. Be so much better than the being you were yesterday. 

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