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i am quick to fall in love and equally quick to fall to my demise. i like to write your single footstep as something much grander, as a leap from one sidewalk block to the next -- a leap away from me, a leap toward me. i will probably love you if you look at me with eyes that are warm, loving. i will probably love you even if you don't, because i have a penchant for broken things and we are all just a tiny bit broken.
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slowly coming to terms with the fact that everything happens for a reason and that if i can’t find the reason no matter how hard i look then i’m not supposed to find it yet for a reason. yeah.

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dear god / if i am to be born / again please don’t / let me be / white.

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Didn’t I stand there once, white-knuckled, gripping the just-lit taper, swearing I’d never go back? And hadn’t you kissed the rain from my mouth? And weren’t we gentle and awed and afraid, knowing we’d stepped from the room of desire into the further room of love? And wasn’t it sacred, the sweetness we licked from each other’s hands? And were we not lovely, then, were we not as lovely as thunder, and damp grass. and flame?

Cecilia Woloch, “Anniversary,” Carpathia (via soracities)

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