I’m only happy when I forget to exist. When just my eyes or my ears or my skin exist.
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John Fowles (via purplebuddhaquotes)
I know what it’s like when people go away. It’s agony for a week, then painful for a week, then you begin to forget, and then it seems as if it never happened, it happened to someone else, and you start shrugging… As if you haven’t really lost something forever.
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John Fowles
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
