She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.
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I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.
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A healthy relationship is one where two independent people just make a deal that they will help make the other person the best version of themselves.
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