owed

If you haven__ figured it out yet, an absolutely certain way to lose something as quickly as possible is to forget the privilege you have to possess it in the first place.

Grudges are for those who insist that they are owed something; forgiveness, however, is for those who are substantial enough to move on.

The assumption of __ights_ is the cancer of privilege.

I spend my life constantly calling in __maginary_ debts that aren__ owed to me in order to avoid the __eal_ debts that I owe to others, and so everybody ends up bankrupt.

If I continually focus on what I don__ have, my life will always be completely empty despite the fact that it__ completely full.

I couldn't look at her. I'd been jealous and hurt, and I had dragged Liv into the middle of my own broken mess of a life. All because I thought Lena didn't love me anymore. But I was stupid, and I was wrong. Lena loved me so much, she was willing to risk everything to save me. I had given up on Lena, after she had refused to give up on me. I owed her my life. It was as simple as that.

The only thing you can justifiably claim that life owes you is an equal measure of what you have given out. And even that is debatable.