It's funny how when you're little, you miss all the little lies. They float right past you, but you don't wonder about them much. For a long time, you think this is just something adults still do after being kids - pretend. Then one day you wake up and realize most of the world you're in is built on someone's make-believe.
V.C. AndrewsTag: childhood
After it's all over, the early childhood, a chain of birthdays woven with candlelight, piles of presents, voices of relatives singing and praising your promise and future, after the years of schooling, fitting yourself into different size desks, memorizing, reciting, reporting, and performing for jury after jury of teachers, counselors, and administrators, you still feel inadequate, alone, vulnerable, and naked in a world that can be unforgiving and terribly demanding.
V.C. AndrewsTag: growing-up
He won't listen to the music, and I can't turn it off.
V.C. AndrewsTag: inspirational-quotes
I am a pretty, useless ornament who always believed she'd have a man to take care of her.
V.C. AndrewsLove, when it came and knocked on my door, was going to be enough.”-
V.C. AndrewsLove doesn't always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.
V.C. AndrewsTag: inspirational truth love
Tragedy had sent me headlong into reality. All the things I had seen before now looked different, even nature.
V.C. AndrewsTime doesn't heal scars as most people commonly think. It simply makes them firmer, stiffer. One must accept it and not hope to mend and return to what he or she once was.
V.C. AndrewsLove, when it came and knocked on my door, was going to be enough.
And that unknown author who'd written that if you had fame, it was not enough, and if you had wealth as well, it was still not enough, and if you had fame, wealth, and also love ... still it was not enough - boy, did I feel sorry for him.
People never really died. They only went on to a better place, to wait a while for their loved ones to join them. And then once more they went back to the world, in the same way they had arrived the first time around.
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