"if flowers can grow
through blankets of melting snow,
there is hope for me." %


"Who the hell are you? Are you really just the dealer you seem to be? Is that right?""I’m Doctor’s Son."

The world is like a mirror. If you spit and curse at it, the world will spit and curse back at you. If you laugh, I’m sure the world will follow and laugh with you too.

to that woman, happiness is like a child’s game of blowing bubbles. the moment when she touches the bubbles that float her way carrying the light of the rainbow, they burst. in front of happiness, that woman always gives up, before the hand is even offered.

flower boy next door, episode 3

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