It must be nice to have those kinds of friends.

I wouldn't trust my friends to not be hiding in the closet, under the rug, behind the curtains, between the mattress & boxspring, scrunched up in the pillowcase, stuffed into a bureau drawer...or at least having had my home wired for cameras & sound.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.