Men cannot know what it is to be together without otherwise knowing what it is to be apart. If all the world were love, then, how could love exist? This is why we turn away from each other on moments of great happiness and closeness. How can we know happiness and closeness without contrasting them, like lights?
/Jack Kerouac from a letter to Allen Ginsberg, September, 1948
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I realised that ever since my bb crashed, I've really come to appreciate all the times we are able to talk, much more. And I'm using my free minutes and texts more too haha
So happy today, finally got to skype with Shimmy after so long ! I'm a happy bunny :D
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