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A Thin Line, Ryuichi Tamura (translated by Samuel Grolmes and Yumiko Tsumura)
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it’s like no one wants to fucking take their bloody hands and cup their lover’s face, making a streak of red on their cheek with their thumb before passionately kissing anymore
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Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit: And Three Other Plays; “No Exit”
Text ID: I prefer to choose my hell; I prefer to look you in the eyes...
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my autopsy results came back negative There was nothing in there
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you reach for me
you reach for me
i reach back
you pull away
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“Perhaps even now she had already lost him, or lost, it was more just to say, her illusion of something more, something closer and more precious, which he had yet to give her.”
— Iris Murdoch, from The Book and the Brotherhood
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