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There is nothing in the body that craves oxygen; it's the buildup of carbon dioxide in the blood that causes pain and panic.

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"Which of you," Jesus asked, "if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone, or if he asks for a fish will give him a serpent?"

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The saddest part is not how I looked up to you, and how you let me down.

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There will come a last laugh, a final shuddering ecstasy, the notes of your favorite song finally fading out all the way.

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I know I'm supposed to love you.

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I can't live with you, and I can't live without you.

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Where was I, the last time you thought of me?

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Dying reminded her of nothing so much as riding her bike home from school when she was fourteen.

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It's never once crossed my mind to be angry at you for going.

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Sometimes you come to me in dreams twisted and uncanny, and I wake violently in the dark and shiver until the horror leaches from my blood.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
There is nothing in the body that craves oxygen; it's the buildup of carbon dioxide in the blood that causes pain and panic.	84
"Which of you," Jesus asked, "if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone, or if he asks for a fish will give him a serpent?"	84
The saddest part is not how I looked up to you, and how you let me down.	83
There will come a last laugh, a final shuddering ecstasy, the notes of your favorite song finally fading out all the way.	82
I know I'm supposed to love you.	82
I can't live with you, and I can't live without you.	81
Where was I, the last time you thought of me?	81
Dying reminded her of nothing so much as riding her bike home from school when she was fourteen.	81
It's never once crossed my mind to be angry at you for going.	79
Sometimes you come to me in dreams twisted and uncanny, and I wake violently in the dark and shiver until the horror leaches from my blood.	79