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Sorry for smelling like cigarette smoke and staring at you all the time and laughing too loud and having a shaky voice when you tell me beautiful words that weren't made for people like me


She lit a cigarette with bundles of tears racing down her cheeks, and after her lips somehow found the strength to stretch into a smile, I thought to myself; "Sometimes, when chaos burns like wildfires around us: we have no other choice but to fall in love with the warmth." - Chris Poindexter - Quote -