I once begged someone to love me the way I loved them and that's the saddest thing I've ever done. Never again.
I wonder if you realize how cold your words are.
Dodging bullets I never even shot.
Leaving me in your ice,
So you can avoid a maybe.
Tell me, do I deserve this Baby?
Is the truth something you can’t endure?
Because the only shots fired here are yours.
❝ Books ruined my life, and I love them. I love the ecstatic absorption that comes with reading, the self-annihilative surrender to the dead or far away, the luring and the transporting and the cathecting❞
──Anne Boyer, from A Handbook of Disappointed Fate; Take Up and Read.
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It’s sad to think about how the day someone finally sees me as their “world” I won’t see them as mine. Because that’s just the way it goes, you love what doesn’t love you & what does, you don’t love.
“… you can feel the stars and the infinity of the sky. Since life, in spite of everything, is like a fairytale.”
- Vincent van Gogh