I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.
I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.
Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via observando)
I hope you find someone you can’t live without. I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it’s like to have to try and live without them.
Kiera Cass, The Selection (via metamfetamina)