“Staring into his eyes always made me feel extraordinary — sort of like my bones were turning spongy. I was also a little lightheaded, but that could have been because I’d forgotten to keep breathing. Again.”

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Creo que ya no sabés la diferencia entre ficción y realidad.

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Con el tiempo...

A-"Antes pensabas que te ibas a consumir en el dolor, ahora pensás que vas a tener que vivir con ese dolor"
J- ¿Qué diferencia hay?
A- "Reemplazaste la muerte por vida"
J- "¿Y el dolor?"
A- "Con el tiempo..."

answer me

Kris Lucas: Why can't I do the things I want to do? There's so much I know I'm capable of that I never actually do. Why is that?

Arlen Faber: The trick is to realize that you're always doing what you want to do... always. Nobody's making you do anything. Once you get that, you see that you're free and that life is really just a series of choices. Nothing happens to you. You choose

what comes by us might be the most
tongue-lashing
color of space we see but
we cannot breathe through insulated
windows.
we sweat in our sheets ashamed to be too
naked, too true
to yield to passing by serial killers.

what isn't random. isn't likely to happen.