beautiful music, grey rainy day and mood, messy head, too much meaning too little understanding, too much should do can't do want to do,
can't breathe.
can't breathe.
"Her life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. table, ivory elephant charm, rainbow, onion, hairdo, violence, melodrama, honey…None of it moved her. She addressed the world honestly, searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her, but to each she would have to say, I don’t love you."
- Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
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