“If I need someone to confirm to me that I am here
I am present
am I really present at all?”
- Cynthia Chapman
She’ll tear a hole in you, the one you can’t repair. But I still love her I don’t really care…
(via gosh)
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence…
“There are silences made just for us.”— Roberto Bolaño, from “My One True Love,” Antwerp, trans. Natasha Wimmer (New Directions, 2010)
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