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maybe we don't talk enough
maybe we don't talk like we used to
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Created on 2020-10-05 02:50:30 (#3700621), last updated 2026-01-17 (5 weeks ago)
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He was doomed and knew it, accepted the doom without either seeking or fleeing it. Loved his sister despite her, loved not only her but loved in her that bitter prophet and inflexible corruptless judge of what she considered the family's honor and its doom, as she thought she loved but really hated in him what she considered the frail vessel of its pride and the foul instrument of its disgrace, not only this, he loved her not only in spite of but because of the fact that she herself was incapable of love...
— The Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner (edited)
AETHER
when i fall, i turn to you — and the world just got confusing and i think you need me too
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