People who wound us get no say in how we clean up the blood.
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People who wound us get no say in how we clean up the blood.
Harriet Selina
— I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
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Edgar Allan Poe, from a letter to Mrs. Maria Clemm, July 1849
“The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.”
— Michael Faudet
I don’t have any energy to ask or argue about your ignoring anymore.
Everything is no longer the same between us. It hurts me. Does it hurt you?
Jenny Holzer, Protect Me From What I Want, date unknown