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happy-coincidence-blog · 12 years ago
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Do it or don’t do it — you will regret both.
Søren Kierkegaard, from Either/Or (via morningsuns)
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happy-coincidence-blog · 12 years ago
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I. I was the first person to teach you that love was not always a white light to a ship lost at sea. II. On my worst days, the sky was a festering wound that wouldn’t heal. I didn’t want to be that to you. III. On my worst days, you were the only word I could say without clenching my fists. IV. I really did love you, I just couldn’t claw my way out of the ground to do it properly. V. None of this was your fault. VI. I’m sorry I was your lighthouse. I’m sorry you couldn’t see the wall of rocks on my shore.
I wrote out six messages, then erased them all (via skin-n-bones)
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