I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.
—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via bookmania)
..the end of missing someone
I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.
—Mary Kate Teske (via mrsfitzwilliam)
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Three-Dimensional Street Art by Kurt Wenner
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the child who survived :)
The creative adult is the child who survived.
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Lovely
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