And being that happy makes me feel guilty. Because I shouldn't be. Not while my mum is feeling the way she is. How I can dare to be happy is beyond me, and I hate my guts for it.

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“Just say up on the hill is the meaning of life and someone knew it and they wan…”

“Imagine the state of one's mind if they were to recall its details. All those m…”

“If I become king, do I have to ask your guards and your ladies permission each …”