If I could guarantee the happiness of a certain someone whom I think is the coolest person in the world at this point, I would sell my soul at a pinch. No matter how much misery I must endure, if I know that she is happy, then whatever I suffer will be bearable.
disordered thought processes
hidden in the seeming chaos is beautiful, elegant order—at least, I hope that's true.
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