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“Don't let someone treat you like shit or you're just one of many options,' Know your worth...'Remember!, One of The most powerful thing about time is...it CHANGES..' everything! that defines you'”

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“לפני כמה ימים, כשנועצתי בפלנטריום, כל כך התאמצתי למצוא רגע מפנה שהכווין את כל החיים שלי. רגע שיענה על השאלה, איך הגעתי לכאן? אבל זה אף פעם לא רגע אחד בלבד. זאת סדרה של רגעים. והחיים יכולים להסתעף מכל אחד מהם אלף כיוונים שונים. אולי יש גרסה של החיים שלך לכל אחת מהבחירות שאת עושה, לכל הבחירות שאת לא עושה.”

“No matter how much the soul undergoes stomaching in their specific, destructive sufferings, which triggers, a more abrupt rewritten control for their comfortable state of reality. Now could that exposed authoritarianism from within, prove from beyond a doubt, that your longed comforts, makes you more bountiful today, than recognizing what you had undeniably and unquestionably risked losing in the past, earlier some time ago?”

“With failing bravado, Dexter tried to laugh. "You sound like you're dumping me!" She smiled sadly. "I suppose I am in a way. You're not who you used to be, Dex, I really, really liked the old one. I'd like him back, but in the meantime, I'm sorry, but I don't think you should phone me anymore." She turned and, a little unsteadily, began to walk off down the side alley in the direction of Leicester Square. For a moment, Dexter had a fleeting but perfectly clear memory of himself at his mother's funeral, curled up on the bathroom floor while Emma held onto him and stroked his hair.Yet somehow he had managed to treat this as nothing, to throw it all away for dross. He followed a little way behind her. "Come on, Em, we're still friends aren't we? I know I've been a little weird, it's just..." She stopped for a moment, but didn't turn round, and he knew that she was crying. "Emma?" Then very quickly she turned, walked up to him and pulled his face to hers, her cheek warm and wet against his, speaking quickly and quietly in his ear, and for one bright moment he thought he was to be forgiven. "Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will." Her lips touched his cheek. "I just don't like you anymore. I'm sorry." And then she was gone, and he found himself on the street, standing alone in this back alley trying to imagine what he would possibly do next.”