March 2012
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To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless,...
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February 2012
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there can be nothing but unceremonious ends
for “could have been” lovers
and “should have been” friends
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Does believing that something will happen, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, make you foolish? Or does it make you brave?
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Of course my Saturday starts with aggravation. Why would it be any different?
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But you seem happy now, and for that I am glad
Because you were the best thing that I never had
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