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Like a million little doorways
All the choices we made
All the stages we passed through
All the roles we playedFor so many different directions
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burnedSomehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed
In a state of graceI don’t believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don’t believe in forever
Or love as a mystical stateI don’t believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there’s a ghost of a chance
We can find someone to love
And make it last
And make it lastLike a million little crossroads
Through the back streets of youth
Each time we turn a new corner
A tiny moment of truthSo many different connections
Our separate paths might have made
With every door that we opened
Every game we playedSomehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed
In a state of graceI don’t believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don’t believe in forever
Or love as a mystical stateI don’t believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there’s a ghost of a chance
We can find someone to love
And make it last
And make it last
And make it lastI believe there’s a ghost of a chance
I believe there’s a ghost of a chance
We can find someone to love
And make it last
I believe there’s a ghost of a chance
And make it last
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The most significant gifts are the ones most easily overlooked. Small, everyday blessings: woods, health, music, laughter, memories, books, family, friends, second chances, warm fireplaces, and all the footprints scattered throughout our days
Sue Monk Kidd -
A man may be judged by his standard of entertainment as easily as by the standard of his work.
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“I know you think you’re a punk,“ Declan said. "But you aren’t nearly as bad ass as you think you are.”
“Oh, go to hell,” Ronan snapped, just as the alter boys broached the rear doors.
“Guys,” Matthew pleaded. “Be holy.”Maggie Stiefvater -
[spotify id=”spotify%3Atrack%3A1NeLwFETswx8Fzxl2AFl91&view=coverart” width=”540″ height=”620″ /]Soundtrack to Soldati Hearts: The Soldati Prince by Charlie Cochet
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But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.
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No one can be miserable forever. No one is meant to be.
Megan Derr -
Our manifesto is: ‘Don’t do it, kids. Never get past the age of 13’
Richey Edwards on growing up (via glitterinmybreakfastcup)
