i wish i was not such a good rememberer of dates and numbers. maybe one day i’ll stop when every single day of the year were an important day/event/milestone such that dates lose their significance. it’s more likely though that the grey matter turns to mush or that people/events move in and out of focus. and as for now, i’m pretty much an elephant. heh. amazing skill-helps when i lose my phone or perhaps a good party trick eh? well for one thing. if i remember it, then it matters. you, matter.
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Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
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what an apt post for right of silence.
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rogue planets, we are.
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Brienz, Switzerland
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100 times this. Anyone who does not respect you & your boundaries - whether they’re about what you’re willing to do sexually, what protection you want to use, or what gender you want to define as - does not deserve you.
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