Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.

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“Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.”

Becca Fitzpatrick

Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.