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Dan: I don’t want to hurt you. Alice: So why are you? Alice: No one will love you as much as I do. Why isn’t love enough? Alice: Why do you love her? Is it because she is successful? Dan: No, it’s because she doesn’t need me!

“Louise, in this single bed, between these garish sheets, I will find a map as likely as any treasure hunt. I will explore you and mine you and you will redraw me according to your will. We shall cross one another’s boundaries and make ourselves one nation. Scoop me in your hands for I am…

I prefer anticipated endings. I like them because you can say “this is the last time that I will _________”. And then you pay more attention to each passing second, to each grain of sand that slips through your hand. And you treasure it more. The pain of something ending becomes bittersweet rather than a…

… but I found a poem that was interesting. My mom sent it to me: Entitled: cordyon & alexis, redux and yet we think that song outlasts us all: wrecked devotion the wept face of desire, a kind of savage caring that reseeds itself and grows in clusters oh, you who are young, consider how…

…I listened to a song by a girl that sent chills up my spine. And I thought, one year ago, so many things were different…

Two things I’ve read recently have really piqued my interest. First, an article by the NY times: In sum (for those of you too lazy to read the article) the economic trends point towards the way of America’s economy being something of a lost cause. Entire industries are being outsourced, factory jobs are permanently disappearing…

Such a little word And it’s something you can’t say. Just turn away – you can’t see me anyway. Not if you tried.

What is it to be betrayed by a friend? I’ve felt this before. A delicate apathy, shattered by a glance.