Sometimes that’s what a friend is: the distant shape of a dinosaur crossing a swamp, a dinosaur that we can’t grab or call or warn of anything. Friends are strange: they disappear. They’re very strange: sometimes, after many years, they turn up again and although most have nothing to say to us anymore, some do, and they say it.
by “Friends are Strange,” Roberto Bolaño (via kelsfjord)
by “Friends are Strange,” Roberto Bolaño (via kelsfjord)
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Someday you will overcome the heartache, and forget the reasons you cried, and who caused the pain. Someday you will realize that the secret to happiness and freedom is not about control or revenge, but in letting things unfold naturally, and learning from your experiences over the course of time. After all, what matters most is not the first, but the final chapter of your life, which unveils the details of how well you wrote your story. So let go of your anger and fear, set yourself free, and open your mind to the possibility of new relationships and priceless experiences.
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(Source: analysts, via you-let-me-d0wn)
