Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you’d been before the fall.
Jodi Picoult
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me: *points to space* !!!!!!
friend: ????
me: *points to space more violently* !!!!!!!!!
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And one night when the moon would go silent I’ll sing my sad tale to the stars alone.
|white circle|
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“Ariel; Sheep in Fog, Sylvia Plath
[ID: People or stars / regard me sadly, I disappoint them.]
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Ariel; Sheep in Fog, Sylvia Plath
[ID: People or stars / regard me sadly, I disappoint them.]
“Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.”— Charles Bukowski; Pulp
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