Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?

I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter

This is our life; there's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers.

La gente entra y sale de tu vida. Por un tiempo son tu mundo; lo son todo. Y un día ya no lo son. No hay manera de decir cuánto tiempo los tendrás cerca.

Tardé mucho tiempo en comprenderlo. Fui yo el que puso a mi padre en ese pedestal. Lo hice yo, no él. Y luego lo desprecié por no ser perfecto. Por ser humano.

It was the promise of maybe, maybe one day.

Is this how it goes? You fall in love, and nothing seems truly scary anymore, and life is one big possibility?

This year I'm going as Cho Chang from Harry Potter. I've got my Ravenclaw scarf and an old black choir robe I found on eBay, plus one of my dad's ties and a wand. I'm not going to win any contests, but at least people will know what I am. I wish I never have to answer a what are you? question ever again.

I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on