"That was the year I discovered I was the sole survivor of my family.
I learned of their deaths, through family friends. Horrible, horrible stories." she mutters, handing me the fading photograph of smiling faces.
"It was the year I learned the difference between living and being alive.
But come, Anja. Let's talk of this no more."
Remember,
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*Lola*
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I couldn't even imagine, darling.
I know only the words I read on paper.
And that couldn't even begin to describe..
xoxo xx__♥
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& i just finished reading night by elie wiesel.
then i looked at those pictures found in the link.
the mere thought of something like the haulocost happening is unfathomable. the thought that humans are so power hungry they are willing to take each others lives, even the lives of their own loved ones whom they have personal& intimate relationships with... makes me cringe& want to move away from the world forever.
keep remembering. never forget.
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I've been meaning to read Night for qute some time.
And yeah, I agree. The mere thought that even one
person could be so cold..it's terrifying.
(Let's run away from this world.)
xoxo xx__♥
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that puts everything in perspective.
xx <3
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Doesn't it though?
It seemed like such an overused line,
but..I thought it was fitting.
xoxo xx__♥
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