littleroseangel
I don't know if I believe in God sometimes. I don't know if I believe in something more than what we have, and I don't know if I believe in fate. But sometimes, there's a miracle. A life saved, a baby born, something that just goes so beautifully right. And then it's hard for me not to believe that there's something more than this. It's just too beautiful to believe this is all we have.
It was never enough. She wanted it, needed it, but yet even when she got it, it was never enough. She craved it as if it were a part of her very essence, craved it as if it were air. But it was never enough, even when she had it. She was always dehydrated.
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