My sister just picked up her shorts and goes “Damn, the button fell off. These are trash now,” and she’s upset with that… Just go buy a fucking button. My gosh! They’re like what, a dollar to two dollars at most?
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.