Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don__ rent them out to tomorrow. Do you know what you__e doing when you spend a moment wondering how things are going to turn out with Perry?You__e cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you__e stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It__ now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you__l never know.
Love, Stargirl
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Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don__ rent them out to tomorrow. Do you know what you__e doing when you spend a moment wondering how things are going to turn out with Perry?You__e cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you__e stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It__ now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you__l never know.
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