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You know what your problem is, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and admit that yes, life’s a fact. People do fall in love and they do belong to one another because it’s the only chance anyone’s got at real happiness. You call yourself a ‘free spirit’, a ‘wild thing’, and you’re terrified someone’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well, guess what? You’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bound in the east by Somaliland or in the west by Tulip, Texas. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter how much you run, you’ll always run into yourself.
Reblogged from Smitten Kitten
