lovecanleavetheroom:

I think the most frightening and poignant part of being human is that touch can convey that which words cannot, and one day you will understand this when you kiss someone behind their ears and hear their voice caught in their throat, or place your hand on their shoulder and watch them crumble. 

❝ So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight. ❞
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
hell is full of promises
❝ one sunrise I woke up on the front porch of our rented home and squinted at the crumbling skyline. ❞