there are universes beneath your skin
"She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram full of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house."
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“Most people think things are not real unless they are spoken, that it’s the uttering of something, not the thinking of it, that legitimizes it. I suppose this is why people always want other people to say “I love you.” I think just the opposite - that thoughts are realest when thought, that expressing them distorts or dilutes them, that it is best for them to stay in the dark climate-controlled airport chapel of your mind, that if they’re released into the air and light they will be affected in a way that alters them, like film accidentally exposed.”
Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You, Peter Cameron
watching rom-coms and crying into my chinese take-out. just another saturday night.
"She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the railing, holding the universe together."
— J.D. Salinger
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