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Love is the ultimate high.

You remember that, kiddo. Life isn’t about cooking and cleaning and having babies. it’s about being free. Doing your own thing. You can be the president of the United States if you want.

It was always inside her, an empty space that ached in the daytime and turned into a sharp pain at night.

No one answered or turned to her, even though there were people everywhere.

You’ve got to quit pretending things are different. What matters is that you’re strong.

The lie freed her.

It helped, having all those friends.

One rare days she stil felt…not quite lonely…but something. Adrift, maybe. As if all the people she hung out with were place-holders.

Pretending; she did a lot of that lately.

– Firefly Lane, Kristen Hannah

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