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“I am not what you think I am. You are what you think I am.”
If a girl misremembers the first time she saw you, can you ever truly fill her eyes?
Why ask a question that has no answer unless you want someone’s tongue in your hand?
How many fingers and toes will you sever before you’re small enough for a man to possess?
If the beast is already in your house, does that make the wilderness safer?
Why is this pity I feel so frightening?
Only now, looking back, do I realize how terrible it is to subsist on just enough, without the joy of beautiful things.
He doesn’t hear himself, slurring entitlement paranoia: a guest in this country, come temporarily, voluntarily, to shit in the coat closet, spit in every vase, accuse the furniture of imposture
It was an accident, but she handicapped me to a lifetime of scoffing at the very things I need. There is such a thing as princely poverty.
ah yes blame your stupidity on your grandma who only looked out for you
