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Sometimes you break the things you love and sometimes the things you love break you.
r. m. drake (via difficult)
“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence…”
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Darling, beyond the loneliness of the moon is dust, is the pulsar’s faltering signal, the only remainder of what once could set fire to fire. Nothing we know will ever in return know us for what we were and how we burned.
Paul Guest, closing lines to “Seduction with Entropy,” Notes for My Body Double (University of Nebraska Press, 2007)
“I think we are only afraid of ourselves,” the doctor said slowly. “No,” Luke said. “Of seeing ourselves clearly and without disguise.” “Of knowing what we really want.“
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You have been assigned this mountain to show others it can be moved.
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She was one of those girls who breathed fire when confronted but loved so gently that it made you forget she could.
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