"And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.”
— She was always holding my hand  (via fraggybird)
"I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.”
— Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour (via violentwavesofemotion)

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WHY DO PARENTS ALWAYS RUIN YOUR DAY AND THEN ACT LIKE THEY DIDNT RUIN YOUR DAY AND WONDER WHY YOURE IN A BAD MOOD

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