I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the bset of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
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Because when I shop books, the world gets better.
One of the reasons why I always run into bookstores. :’)
posted 9:23 am on Sunday, February 5, 2012 with 698 notes