“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.”
— Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
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Awww. Even bosoms?
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but it feels like spring is so fucking far away. i can hardly stand this sad time of the year. nothing is comforting...
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