"Hmmm." She props her chin on her fist, and eyes him, twisting her lip ring once again. "Okay. But there are 2 parts to this, they are both very different."
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.”
How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of. — Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane
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