"And finally, this question; the mystery of whose story it will be, of who draws the curtain. Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance ? Who drives us mad, lashes us with whips and crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible ? Who is it that does all these things ? Who honours those we love with the very life we live ? Who sends monsters to kill us and at the same time sings that we will never die ? Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies ? Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend ? Who chains us and who holds the key that can set us free ?
It's you.
You have all the weapons you need; now fight."



Lisa, French, 17.

I may or may not be a hardcore shipper.



Also, I'm an emotional retard incapable of being vulnerable around people. But I'm working on it.