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When it was finally over she told me she loved me for the first time. We had lunch as friends, and I hadn’t even asked. She held my hand as we sat together and neither of us cried."
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Here are the words
I’ve been running from,
I who have grown deliberately
blind." -
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A bird of prey breaks an egg with a stone during a show at the Madrid zoo
Picture: AFP/GETTY (via Pictures of the day: 21 July 2010 - Telegraph)
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here is something
You’re married. Seriously? MARRIED? You are nineteen. And married. And I am single and reacting too strongly to books I should be disturbed by.
The last time I saw you…I almost don’t remember the last time I saw you because it was something I didn’t want to happen. The changes in you weren’t good ones, even objectively speaking. Maybe you’re better for it now. But did you learn nothing from your mother? Being married at nineteen left her with a son she hated!
I know, I shouldn’t talk so badly about you or your life but, what happened? How could you be such an absolutely different person than you were two years ago?
Granted, if I looked at myself I probably wouldn’t see the same person I was then. But maybe, maybe I would. That was when everything, all of this, these so-called problems were beginning to form, wasn’t it? And you taught me how to live in them.
I miss who you were when we had good days. I’m so sorry things weren’t different then.
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In the Desert, Stephen Crane
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter - bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.” -
There’s nothing like a power outage to help you focus on the book you’re reading. By a battery-powered flashlight.
this is why I miss Florida. Thunderstorms don’t shake houses in the city and I have yet to have a power outage. Just throw on a battery powered fan and it’s perfect. (Granted, sometimes I’ll intentionally take a local train when I don’t have to because I know I won’t have time to read otherwise)
love notes
these are things that I could not tell you;
things that remind me of you when I want nothing more than to forget;
things that have gone wrong;
things that have gone right;
things that will never happen;
things that are your fault,
my fault,
the faults of no one;
these are things that we did not do and will not let go of
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