Pieces

“I make my ramen the way a friend taught me in eleventh grade. Every fall, I listen to a playlist made for me by a boy I drove across a border to hook up with. I eat sushi because a girl who won’t talk to me anymore made me try it, and Indian food because my best friend’s parents ordered for me before I knew what I liked. There are movies I love because someone I loved loved them first. I am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved, even for a heartbeat.” ~viridianmasquerade (apparently this was the username of a since-deleted tumblr account)

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“You are a piece of the puzzle of someone else’s life. You many never know where you fit, but others will fill the holes in their lives with pieces of you.” ~Bonnie Arbor

1 Comment

  1. markonit

    …this could describe me, others to me, in fact, this post describes us all to one another… that is why I try to read as many of your posts as I do..!

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