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Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.

Jonathan Safran Foer

The world is a big place,” he said, “but so is the inside of an apartment!
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Himself Place Room World
I dreamt four nights ago of clock hands descending from the universe like rain, of the moon as a green eye, of mirrors and insects, of a love that never withdrew. It was not the feeling of completeness that I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
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Complete Dreams Fantasy Feeling Myself Universe
In truth I was manufacturing a brick wall of shits.
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Manufacture Myself Truth Wall
She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
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Angry Forget Hands Herself Laughter Sadness
I love sushi, I love fried chicken, I love steak. But there is a limit to my love.
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Food Limitation Love Myself
It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us…on the inside, looking out.
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Illumination Light Myself Past Side
We are lying to ourselves and to each other. Lying about what? I don’t care if we’re lying. I am a bad person. I don’t care. I don’t care what you are.
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Bad Each Other Lying Yourself
Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don’t mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine.
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Dreams End Eyes Myself Person World
The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.
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Bruise Earn Feeling Hate Life Yourself
I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.
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Children Myself Need Past
I watched the sheets breathe when she breathed, like how Dad used to say that trees inhale when people exhale, because I was too young to understand the truth about biological processes.
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Breathe Father Process Tree Understand Young
Only humans can cry tears.
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Cry Human Tears
I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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Hold On Lose Myself
Why are you leaving me? He wrote, I do not know how to live. I do not know either but I am trying. I do not know how to try. There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So i buried them and let them hurt me
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Break Up Bury Himself Leaving Live Myself Try Writing
You do not have to utter anything you do not want to utter,” I told her, and she said, “Then I would never utter another word again.” “You do not have to do anything that you do not want to do.” “Then I would never do anything again.
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Word Yourself
I felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone.
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Alone Feeling Myself Universe

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