so very true & relevant
I hated talking, and I hated listening to everyone else stumble on their words and try to phrase things in the vaguest possible way so they wouldn’t sound dumb.
— John Green (via ashleysbliss)
She never felt fully awake. She took two or three naps just to get through the day. It wasn’t fatigue, though. It was grief, masquerading as exhaustion. She was exhausted.
— The Art of Saying Goodbye, Ellyn Bache (via ly2me)
I cried, whimpering, and I didn’t even feel sadness so much as pain. It hurt, and that is not a euphemism. It hurt like a beating.
— Looking For Alaska, John Green (via aint-it-just-like-dying)
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