"Love the person that makes you glad you are alive."
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『 Flexible.
Adaptable.
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Searching hard for a pattern in the faces I've known and forgotten―the tongues, teeth, and blood of those who sell me on the sense of a fool's escape―infuriates me because I knew them like the back of my hand. Behind the noise and chaos of life, there's a silent voice; but when all the chatter dies away, there is nothing left to grudge. In the end, I realize that my care extends to some, while my indifference extends to others. It is a rather dramatic way to say we're all just a tiny blip in the universe. But hey, if I'm going to be part of the stats, I'll at least make sure I'm the fun one.
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