Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way they take you to a place where no one else can.
― Unknown (via mourningmelody)
I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
― Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima, Mon Amour (1959)
i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever
She was the kind of girl who could make you think your life was not complete unless she was in it.
― Adi Alsaid (via its-beyond-paradise)