I__ broken. Fucked up. I feel sick. I can__ breathe. It__ like someone__ snaked their fingers around my heart, capturing it in a crushing grip. It__ Emma. This is her doing. Well, it won__ fucking bleed for her. It won__ bleed for anyone. It__ black. I__ dead inside.
When you're young, you always feel that life hasn't yet begun__hat "life" is always scheduled to begin next week, next month, next year, after the holidays__henever. But then suddenly you're old and the scheduled life didn't arrive. You find yourself asking, 'Well then, exactly what was it I was having__hat interlude__he scrambly madness__ll that time I had before?
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When you're young, you always feel that life hasn't yet begun__hat "life" is always scheduled to begin next week, next month, next year, after the holidays__henever. But then suddenly you're old and the scheduled life didn't arrive. You find yourself asking, 'Well then, exactly what was it I was having__hat interlude__he scrambly madness__ll that time I had before?
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Mel rolled her eyes. "You can't live your life based on 'what-ifs,' Liv. And change is inevitable. It's the one thing you can always count on. Stop worrying about what might or not happen and follow your heart. How can you expect to ever be happy if you don't?
As you grow older, it becomes harder to feel 100 percent happy; you learn all the things that can go wrong, you become superstitious about tempting fate, about bringing disaster upon your life by accidentally feeling too good one day.
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Age had drained the color from her eyes the way darkness drains the color from everything