If my World becomes too tiny
I'm trynna see thru
different EYES
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Reblogged from chinchowdoll  21 Anmerkungen

The thrall in which our relations with others hold us, in ways that we cannot always recount or explain, in ways that often interrupt the self-conscious account of ourselves we might try to provide, in ways that challenge the very notion of ourselves as autonomous and in control…Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing something. By Judith Butler, Precarious Life: The Powers of Mourning and Violence (via totrulyexist)