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Oh my god Pobrito's story is so heartbreaking

We're too old for this, I realize; too old for the night and all the inconstancies of youth. But we can't help being young too. No matter how many times the world trains you to grow up, you're young when you're young. We're a little clumsy and often talk to you through silences, or if we catch each other's eyes over your swaddled form and then look away, because we hurt each other just by existing.

We're too old for this, I realize; too old for the night and all the inconstancies of youth. But we can't help being young too. No matter how many times the world trains you to grow up, you're young when you're young. We're a little clumsy and often talk to you through silences, or if we catch each other's eyes over your swaddled form and then look away, because we hurt each other just by existing.

Superb writing style!

You love someone for fifty years and then they die. People talk about grief as emptiness, but it's not empty. It's full. Heavy. Not an absence to fill. A weight to pull. Your skin caught on hooks chained to rough boulders made of all the futures you thought you would have.

It is eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks.
Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper. But the sound of a heart breaking is completely silent. Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could create a sound for such devastation. Almost as though silence is the only way the universe could pay its respect..

Oh my goodness what is happening!!!

We all feel like frauds. That's the secret of life. Everybody's winging it.

Part of the problem is this world is basically a cesspool of misogyny, male entitlement, and deeply demented gender constructs accepted as casual fact by outrageously large swaths of the human population.

It's weird to be nostalgic for experiences that both did and didn't exist.

Aunt Louisa reminded me of Aunt Ally of AWKWARD! HAHA

Gahhhd this is intense AF!

"I love you" was a ritual oath to be sworn on rare ans solemn special occasions.