the hunt for love is haughty falconry.

parlez-moi d'amour   L[RN]H.

The light is contingent on darkness.
"We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in."
Ernest Hemingway

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Because if dreams fuck you up too, who’s gonna back you?

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