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She said that dying was not like falling asleep, it was more like waking up for the first time, and being so awake that it hurts. I never write down my dreams, I’m afraid it will encourage them.

“Your problem,” the doctor began, laying down his stethoscope “Is in being too real.” The carriage clock on his desk chimed nine. “Your heart-aches, the dreams, memory loss, the peculiar sensation of moths in your lungs can all be attributed… continue reading »

Noone ever forgives us for changing. They want us to be constant as the wind and always wear the same colours but we’re not meant to be that way. We’re supposed to be a little different each morning when we… continue reading »

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