wystswolf

Memoir

We all have secret identities— the question is, how interesting can we be with them?

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For Her

My love, my friend, my muse, my wonder.

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Once life and the sea cast their spell, you must find a way to exist as a vibration between two worlds. Alternating pleasure and pain.

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Savourer ta source cachée

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Some nights belong to music, some mornings to the sea; the moon binds them together in me.

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A bookstore is a sanctuary… until your own past follows you in.

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Impossible loves are still love; often more epic because of the impossibility.

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A Dream Story

To choose another, and to be chosen, is a vow older than the oceans.

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To give love is to receive it; to receive love is to give it.

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A little Dorothy Parker from 1926

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