There is something so absurd about time and how it has simultaneously preserved and demolished our faces.
Noelle OxenhandlerMots clés biographical-fiction
Wish in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up faster.
Noelle OxenhandlerMots clés life truth melancholy cynicism humour the-art-of-wishing
It’s not God I want, it’s someone in skin!" a child once cried out to his mother. With an almost unbearable honesty, he expressed the extravagant—and even sacrilegious—nature of parent-child love. “Thou shalt have no other gods before me," God boomed in the desert. But parents and children do have a way of filling the universe with each other.
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