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The Only True Happiness Lies In Knowing Who You Are ... And Making Peace With It.

Love Is Not About Owning Someone, But About Loving Them.

I Got Out My Jar Of Ointment. I Knew Animators Who Had Special Containers For The Ointment. Crockery, Hand-blown Glass, Mystical Symbols Carved Into The Sides. I Used An Old Mason Jar That Had Once Held Grandma Blake's Green Beans. Larry Fished Out A Peanut Butter Jar With The Label Still On It. Extra-crunchy. Yum-yum.

How Could You Love Someone And Not Want Them To Be Happy?

It Means Black Kitten," I Said With My Pulse Almost Even Again. Ares Studied Me. "and You're Ok With Them Calling You Their Black Kitten?" "they're Wererats, Ares," I Said. He Frowned At Me. "they're Not Calling Me Their Little Black Rat. Think It Through.