Because not all monsters were monsters in the beginning. Some are monsters born of sorrow.
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Because not all monsters were monsters in the beginning. Some are monsters born of sorrow.
Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother Asked Me To Tell You Sheās Sorry (via thequotejournals)
You are like a drug that Iām addicted to. So wrong, but feels so right.
Excerpt from a book Iāll never write #11 // a.s (via itsaboutyou)
his lower lip was fastened firmly between his teeth, his chewing opening up old cuts and the slight zing of copper taste filled his mouth. his blue eyes were concentrated on reviewing the last few photos heād taken on his camera, each one making his heart beat faster. he became aware of a presence on the park bench beside him and quickly switched off his camera. he didnāt want anyone else looking at her. his eyes flit to the person next to him, Ā but his mouth didnāt move to form a greeting. he wore his silence like a leather jacket. instead, he just openly stared, as though he could surmise their entire background with a look.