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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Thursday, September 8, 2005

I feel empty from all the pleading for help and understanding. I don't know any more than anyone else. Nobody does.

I'm being torn apart by this and there isn't anything left.

~~Jack Ware



maggie taylor, southern gothic


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