But if you can’t tell the truth to the people you care about the most, eventually you stop being able to tell the truth to yourself. — Cassandra Clare - City of Ashes (via samnecastivi)
i tell you, it’s strange. when i’m like this i just want to be alone. i want to stay in my own room. i’m like a cat. — ernest hemingway, from the sun also rises (via violentwavesofemotion)

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