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We didn’t so much exist as much as we haunted, and with no one else to haunt, we haunted each other.
To wither is not the same as to break; to break is to have pieces to put back together, and to wither is to dry up, to wilt, to lose bone, to die, and death is the most boring.
I should have been an actress, so much I enjoyed performing, but I was too occupied doing what I liked doing best: directing the way our three lives unfolded, tethered to one another, full.

