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Hazel shook her head, even though Lauren couldn’t see her. “Nah-uh, you can’t just sit around and wait for something to happen. Just go do it.”

“Do what?” Lauren asked skeptically.

“It,” Hazel said vaguely. “Whatever you want. Whatever makes you happy. It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just go for whatever feels right.”

I looked at Hazel, happily munching her second taco, seemingly oblivious to the cold wind around us and the harsh reality below and thought that maybe she was smarter than everyone else. Yes, Hazel was lost, just like we all were, but she also knew that the solution wasn’t a mysterious force somewhere in the universe. She understood that she was the only person who could pave her path, who could make decisions and find a way. She knew that nothing would ever be perfect and that striving for perfection was a losing battle. Hazel had never been scared of failure. She had always been okay with learning from her mistakes.

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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“I know,” I replied quietly. “I never said that I wasn’t running away, but it is still our best option.”

“Then at least run all the way and move on. Don’t let what you guys chose to leave behind dictate your life,” Hazel said seriously.

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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Wes held out his hand. “Come here.”

I walked over to him but didn’t join him at the very edge.

“What’s wrong?” Wes asked. “I just want you to look down. Everything will feel much less significant if you do.”

“I’m good over here,” I replied, holding on to his hand as tightly as possible.

He tilted his head to the side, fixing the Timberwolves hat on his curly hair. “Are you scared of heights?”

“I’m scared of falling,” I replied, looking down at the hard concrete beneath us. One wrong step and everything would be over. I involuntarily took a step back, pulling Wes with me.

“What would happen, if you fell?”

“I’d die, and I don’t want to die.” That was the moment, I realized that I wasn’t completely hopeless. I hadn’t given up yet. I wanted to keep going, to continue with my life, I just needed to find a way out of that deep, dark hole and away from the sadness that was holding me captive.

Wes looked over the edge of the roof for a few more seconds. Then, he took another step back. He was next to me now, but we were still holding on to each other’s hands. Neither of us was ready to let go, even though we were at a safe distance from the edge again.

“Me neither,” he breathed out, eyes turned up to the cloudy, gray sky. “But sometimes I wonder what it would be like to just disappear.”

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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“This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself.”

— Marianna Paige

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“For too long, I blamed the circumstances and made everything that happened out to be a tragic story beyond our control, but we were in control. We were just both too immature and too scared to even give each other a chance. We thrived on the pain because it was something familiar to both of us and told ourselves that we were victims of fate, when in reality we were only victims of our own self-destructive actions.”

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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“Damn, I’m sorry,” she said and poured me another drink.

“Yea, me too.” I felt a little stab in the heart when I said that. We shouldn’t have to be so sad. We should enjoy our lives. We should talk about school and work and what we wanted for the future, not about all the things we were losing slowly but surely.

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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The thing people don’t talk about is how the heartbreak sticks with you. After a while it might stop hurting, but even when two years have passed and you’re happy, you will still sometimes stop and think and wonder what the hell you did wrong. You will still wonder over and over again why you weren’t good enough and that still breaks your heart a little bit every time. Heartbreak is infinite. It doesn’t have an expiration date.

-A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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Now that I think about it, I’m certain that that was when I fell in love with Luke. That was when I realized what he did for me. He silenced that nagging voice in my head that constantly told me that I was not good enough, that I was a screwed up mess, that no one would ever want me. He called that Voice a liar so convincingly that i had no other choice but to believe him.

-A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad or InKitt)

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“Nothing is more heartbreaking than when you try your hardest and it still isn’t enough.”

— Unknown

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“If it’s both terrifying and amazing then you should pursue it.”

— Erada

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“I’m sorry about that but leaving you was the hardest thing I ever had to do."

I spun my phone between my thumb and index finger. "And watching you leave was the hardest thing I've ever had to do," I breathed out and went back to the car with one last look at the boy I had once loved.

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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"Just one more question before I leave... Why wasn't I good enough?"

He looked down at his feet. He was wearing blue socks with sushi on it. "That was never the problem. I wasn't good enough."

I shook my head, not entirely satisfied with his answer. If I had never been the problem, then why did he have to hurt me like that? "That was not your choice to make."

He didn't look at me. His eyes were clued to his feet because he could not face me and everything we had done wrong. "Yes, it was."

I sighed. This was it. This was the last of us. "Goodbye, Luke. For real this time."

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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The truth is, subconsciously, I didn't want to let myself fall in love because love had always been pain to me. I dated guys I knew I had no future with because it is easier to lose something if you knew all along that it would happen.

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad or Inkitt)

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Someday sounded like a good day. It was vague enough to not seem impossible. Someday. Someday everything would fall into place. I just had to get there, and someday I would.

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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We threw the letters in first, watching the flames grow and grow until I felt confident enough to throw in the t-shirt. It caught on fire immediately, and so I watched the last connection between me and Luke, everything that we had been and everything that we maybe could've been, go up into flames and disappear into nothingness.

-A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)

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“Be patient,” she said in her drunken wisdom and absolute belief in that what is meant to be, will be. “If it’s meant to be, you’ll find your way back to each other.”

“I don’t believe in fate,” I scoffed and took a long swig of my drink. “It’s a questionable concept.”

Lauren laughed cheerily. “So is life.”

- A Questionable Concept (read on Wattpad and Inkitt)