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you know, people talk less when their mouths are full. And when their tummies are full, they spend less time thinking about nonsense.
I wasn’t in control, that at most I had the illusion of control, but that nothing, nothing, was under my purview.
Control is nothing but an illusion.. you can’t control anyone, anything not yourself. All we dream of is freedom!
machorra
she knows that what I need then is silence, while I know that what she needs is to talk, and we keep trying to find ways to make our life work together.
Ahh the life story of every couple
any worthwhile experience with drugs has to include a loss of control.
The body as place? The body as metaphor for a place traveled, or a life’s cartography—with all its marks, signposts, and islands.
It’s not an exact analogy—the brain’s not the city’s cultural center and the stomach isn’t the gastronomical center—it’s a chaotic, borderless map where streets end in dark,
narrow alleyways and where our fingers linger in places that are bitt...
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As if to protect her mutating girl-woman heart, two small mounds budded on her chest; she was strong, with her medals above them.
