My life could be written as a book without any words, a book with silent, word less pages where you don’t need to know how to read, you just need to know how to feel. You’ll read everything through framed pictures with cascading emotions. Your heart will break and shatter and you’d shed a tear, or a few. But I can’t tell you how it ends, I’m still busy writing it without using any words…. ~H

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