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If you knew the kind of little miracles happening every moment you breathe in, you wouldn’t be able to handle it. A valve could close and not open; an artery could split, you could die. At any moment. It’s nothing but miracles inside your tiny city.”
I have a theory. Hating someone feels disturbingly similar to being in love with them.
When Josh smiles, he is blinding.
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