Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you.
that I would be good even if I lost sanity
that I would be good
whether with or without you
You won’t find it in her weakness; you’ll find it in yourself.
Climb cautiously—but don’t do it for me.
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