it never occurred to me that people could be having the time of their lives. For all my transparent cynicism I believed in the haze of sorrow that drifted over my world, icy and inspiring, not remembering that my world is not the world.
Selfish little thing.
"What is life without your love? Tell me, who am I without you by my side?"
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