Sometimes it is truly better to forgive someone, just forget, start over again.
Because since when living with pure overflowing hate is normal? Never.
I'd love to say it means the world to me, to find that I really mean something to someone. To feel as thought I am loved, or to be loved.
Sometimes I wish it was all possible.
Swallow your pride, give in. Give into something you are gripping with white knuckles to. So strong you think your grip is. One day, some day, this will all fall apart. You will realize that hate isn't right, disgust is horrible, and lying is not proper.
If you want to live happiness.
Grab some wings and fly.
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