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Tear me apart

Feed my soul to the ocean

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. W. H. Auden, Funeral Blues (via anamorphosis-and-isolate)
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You think relationships are difficult? Try friendships. Try courting someone in order to convince them to join you in some nameless, shapeless Platonic complication — forever. Convince an adult stranger that you are worth a healthy slice of their limited time and energy without the prize of sex or romance. Laura Jayne Martin (via brosetta-stone)

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