identity metamorphoses
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Here’s the thing: people love to make assumptions about other people. Everyone knows that. The lesser common knowledge about this is that we also make assumptions about ourselves, based on our past experiences and watching how we act in certain situations. We learn that we can only live in this world as our one true…
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i think you have done a good job at showing me you are cold and beautiful. i am reminding myself that it is not love. idolization either. godhood either. i could never let go in front of you. i could never be myself. and from there i try to warn myself that that one piece…
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love must be playing favorites. i keep shying away from the light that i know is there. i just can’t have anything to do with anything i could lose. i always grapple with this incompleteness and i think i have grown to love its torments. i have always been too good at its game. love…
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what i like and what you like are two different creatures and there is a lake, separating us. i can feel love trying to be the open wound; now i will never know love even when i see it in other people because i saw your eyes first. it is infuriating to see imperfection and…
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some date i don’t remember i have dreams of you putting things to rights, and what is right anymore, if it wasn’t you, if not my greatest friend sophomore year, loving and then losing her, the sureness of it all, how sure love can feel one moment and then staggering and flaky and broken the…
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Overview Ladies and gentlemen, let us look together through our hearts, search engines and our little devices for a more devastating novel. Perhaps for the first time in my life I avoided writing a review not because of procrastination, but because I was afraid to look at it again, to put myself back in the…
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Overview A long time ago, when I was younger, my Japanese mother told me to read this book. At that time, it hadn’t occurred to me that this was the one thing my mother loved with her whole heart that was Chinese — but she loved this book, and even watched the movie with me, so…
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Genki Kawamura’s If Cats Disappeared From the World is a love letter to a mother, a father, and a cat—or cats, plural. Kawamura’s novel was well-written and personal, as if the narrator kept glancing in a mirror every five minutes, forcing himself to be truthful. I love series, I love gigantic books, so I was…
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