First, guilt and shame. I kept thinking, what the fuck am I doing in this world? Look at her! Second, unsatisfied. I wanted more. I didn’t want this to stop. I worried that this moment was forever gone, this special moment of absolute awe. Third, jealousy. Why does this kind of spectacle tend to only…
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陪著你走 完之後 🍂
The road in the end taking the path the sun had taken,into the western sea, and the moon rising behind youas you stood where ground turned to ocean: no wayto your future now but the way your shadow could take,walking before you across water, going where shadows go,no way to make sense of a world…