emotional debris. the kind that are hidden away under beds and behind cupboards. i have a lot.
“There are those hearts that never mend again once they are broke. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.”
Kaite CaMillo,
The Tale of Despereaux (via
quotewhore)
Reblogged from an overflow of words..
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