I will do my best to dodge tonight’s depression. Hide in sleep, damage myself in dreams. Wake up older, slightly more used.
Henry Rollins, See A Grown Man Cry/Now Watch Him Die (via neuseks)
There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.
Jonathan Safran Foer (via neuseks)
Here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via neuseks)