We are ..we are made from broken parts.

I was helping a man threw his divorce, he was married as long as I was, line then you have been alive, and he is so broken, and I remember hurting so badly because my heart was broken, my chest actually had pains, as it should, it was broken.... Then I realized I was mourning a dream, in reality he's a flippant asshole, he lost everything I worked my whole life for, but worst of all, he hurt his very on children!

I don't know about you but I'm made from dinosaurs.