Chances.

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“Everyone always says that

 you have to take

chances.

But I want to make

 my own chances.

 I want to lead fate

 in my own direction and

feel the risk in my fingertips.

 Because the glory is in

the fall, not the landing.

I want to be high on life.

 I want to throw away my

fear and sadness for

something greater than

emotion. These are the things

 I am capable of doing;

the things I can control.

 I am now letting go of

 everyone else’s control.

 Letting go of the pressure

that pushes

against

 my skin

 in the middle of the night.

 Letting go of the air that

 suffocates my throat in

 my saddest moments.

Because strength is better than

 fear and sadness.

Strength is taking chances.”

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