It’s one of the saddest things that a number of dreams and love stories are crushed by the very people that are supposed to inject dreaminess and love into all our stories. The people we trust to be custodians, under all circumstances, of our hopes and happiness. Families. And for no real reason. Unless the fantasies, skin, standing, or God of one can be more real than another’s. Unless the approval of other people can be more fulfilling than the fulfilment of one’s own. ~ Mickey Kumra
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