~The worst thing about getting one’s wings, of being truly free, was knowing what to do with it. Where to go. The worst thing about freedom was the responsibility that came with it. One truly is alone when one is free; that is the definition of freedom—freedom to choose by one’s self. For one’s self. With love came too many ties; ties held one down. All alone; the freedom came all alone.
~"You see, it's never bad enough to just leave or give up but it's never good enough to feel right."
ooo ja see päevalillede iroonia XD hahahaha... funny as hell....
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