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"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood."
"I wish I could just rot under this tree.
That’s my wish; to sleep, sleep, sleep.
I wish I could just rot under this tree.
That’s my wish; to be caressed by the gentle breeze and fall asleep."
Wislawa Szymborska, “The Three Oddest Words”
I’ve wanted to kiss her since I met her.
made solely so someone will talk to me about Hannibal’s fucking smile
Well. Come in. Never mind the mess you’ve made…
“Am I your psychiatrist, or are we simply having conversations?”
Will and I… we’re going to protect you.