Sunday, 26 October 2014

38


she was a woman so deeply worried about not treading on people's wounds that her compassionate concern would blind her to the real person and make her see nothing but the wounds, which is, paradoxically, the worst way of treading on anybody's wound

i tried to warn my friend, but she ran away believing she didn't have the tools












welcome to havana upon tyne 3.0, let's fly together

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