He stares at me, and I don’t look away. He isn’t a dog, but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive.
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Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It’s my choice.
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We can’t be confined to one way of thinking, and that terrifies our leaders. It means we can’t be controlled. And it means that no matter what they do, we will always cause trouble for them.
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When you’re a writer, you hear your internal critic, and that’s really hard to get over. And then sometimes you hear critiques from classmates and stuff.
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I don’t want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.
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Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.
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To find that place between what I want and what I think is wise.
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Desperation can make a person do surprising things.
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In that moment I know exactly what I want; I want to peel away all the layers of clothing between us, strip away everything that separates us, the past and the present and the future.
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I feel it racing through me, eating away at the weight. There is nothing that can kill me now; I am powerful and invincible and eternal.
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It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she’s gone. She’s gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it’s all I can do.
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I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be.
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There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand
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Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
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His fingers slide into my hair, and I hold on to his arms to stay steady as we press together like two blades at a stalemate.
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I know that change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten.
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