You’re everything that I ever wanted 
And this kind of thing doesn’t just come around 
Every time you go looking for it 

No one should ever know the way to my heart better than myself

Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.

Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via larmoyante)

Sometimes the sky is so big and I feel so little… Why is it worse at night, when I have such a desire to communicate and no language with which to form the words?

Sandra Cisneros, from “Never Marry a Mexican,” Woman Hollering Creek (via lifeinpoetry)


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