May 23, 2011

I've learned to find beauty in broken things. I've learned to keep hoping. Maybe this world isn't perfect, but there is good in it and that is what I choose to focus on. I am not powered by fear and hatred, but rather hope and love. What is impure proves there is purity; what is evil proves there is good; and what is broken proves there is such a thing as being a Whole.

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