"There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me."
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via larmoyante)
Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants
Hmmmm right now I only want to see black posts on my dash (started my apprenticeship at a tiny gallery today and the amount of colors I had to see gave me an actual headache)
I just did the most terrible thing and need someone to come and choke me to death