You’ve a good heart. Sometimes that’s enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it’s not.
Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere (via wordsnquotes)
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I feel like ripping apart my skin,
and searching for a reason for why
I feel this empty.
Maybe my veins are tangled,
or something is lodged
in my ribcage.
Because it feels like
something inside of me is
missing or broken.
I wanted to hurt him."
“Because he had hurt me.”
“Because people hurt each other. That’s what people do.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via writurs)

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