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I like to keep my pain intact

“…Our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.”

“What is an “instant” death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous.”

That moment when you’re just staring at your enormous TBR pile because you’re not in the mood to read any of them:

“Don’t put your life on hold so that you can dwell on the unfairness of past hurts.”

“You’re always haunted by the idea you’re wasting your life.”