Saturday, August 29, 2015

luck, n.

"And still, for all the jealousy, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we're together. That someone like me could find someone like you -- it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events."

- David Levithan

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