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Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? So does herpes.

Isaac Marion

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Isaac Marion
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Beautiful
Doe
Back
Herpes
Keeps
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Humanity

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Of course, if I eat all of him, if I spare his brain, he'll rise up and follow me back to the airport, and that might make feel better. I'll introduce him to everyone, and maybe we'll stand around and groan for a while. It's hard to say what 'friends' are any more, but that might be close.
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It frustrates and fascinates me that we'll never know for sure, that despite the best efforts of historians and scientists and poets, there are some things we'll just never know. What the first song sounded like. How it felt to see the first photograph. Who kissed the first kiss, and if it was any good.
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Can we really choose anything?' 'Maybe. If we want to bad enough.
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I can’t seem to make myself care about anything to the right or left of the present.
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I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.
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A month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in that knowledge. But I'm growing tired of easy things.
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It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked.
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Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below.
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Everything you see, you might be seeing for the last time.
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You can order yourself to treasure a moment, to cling tight to a feeling and never let it fade, but it's your brain, that three-pound lump of hamburger, that makes the final call.
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You might say that death has relaxed me.
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What's the point of trying to fix a world we're so briefly in?
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I want life and in all its stupid sticky rawness.
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It's rare that I read more than two or three books by any one author, usually only one.
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I wince at her use of the word human. I've never liked that differentiation. She is living and I'm dead, but we're both human. Call me an idealist.
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