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  • Short Story » Romantic, General Re: The Awakening

    It wasn’t until the front tire of my bike nudged his body sprawled on the sidewalk that I realized where I was. It wasn’t till I realized where I was ...

    Nov 30, 2008


There is nothing more radical or counter-cultural, at the moment, than laying down one’s cynicism in favour of tender vulnerability.
— John Green