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if memories could be canned, would they also have expiry dates? If so, I hope they last for centuries.    

It doesn’t matter where you come from. You’re here.

❝ Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it’s the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open. But my hand has been clenched into a fist for three years now; it’s frozen shut. All of me is frozen shut. And about to shut down completely.
Where she went, Gayle Forman

In a dream I was a werewolf
My soul was filled with crystal light

It hurts so much, she thought. Our children, Ned, all of our sweet babes.

between the idea and the reality
between the motion and the act
falls the shadow.

I’m not fearless. I’m terrified. I’m always terrified of dying. I act like I know what I’m doing but I don’t. I don’t know if Isaac Is dying right now…if I made a mistake with Scott. I don’t know what my dad is thinking. I don’t know if we should trust Derek. I don’t know anything.

Strange Enough
picturing the ways we move
'cause nothing ever stays the same.