Sometimes I feel too different to be loved. Who could understand the most important things there are to know about me? It’s a rare occasion to meet anyone that understands my weirdness. It’s not enough to love me and not understand me. If you don’t understand my soul I’m not sure that you can love me deep enough.
“Some wish to be a king or a queen. Some wish for fortune and fame. But to be truly, truly, truly loved is more than all of these things.”
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