The Shadowhunter

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Save you

My whole world, my family. The people who raised me to be something… The love they gave me, the beautiful memories they created for me… The rest it’s on me. The courage i didn’t gather, the strength i don’t have, the sorrow surrounding me… The fault rests within me. I am sorry mom, i am sorry dad. For i can’t be the daughter you’ve dreamed of. I am not the child you see in old pictures, i am not…

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My piano

I used to play piano… I used to make mistakes along the ivories, create melodies, and travel to different worlds… Now, i look back and i feel sad for this little girl. I thought that growing up meant to be honest about what you want, what you feel, who you are… It’s strange that i am in the same body i see in all of my childhood photos… I used to have so much potential, and i don’t know what has…

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“People don’t respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and they immediately surrender themselves to deadly haste. Can you tell me what kind of day can follow a beginning of such violence? What happens to people whose alarm clock daily gives them a small electric shock? Each day they become more used to violence and less used to pleasure.” - Milan Kundera, The Farewell Waltz

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