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Kristine Froseth by Richard Eriksen



And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

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Never ruin an apology with an excuse.

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Just let it be. You may as well. Everything moves in and out at its own time. You have no control. You never did, you never will.
Byron Katie

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I’m not here, this isn’t happening.