Hollow, empty, like a bottomless well that someone has just tossed a rock into. Waiting for the sound of it hitting something, but there will be no sound. Like that long drive home that seems to take forever, until I am home. And then it’s like the drive never happened.
These are just feelings, just emotions. Everyone has them. Dangled like a plastic carrot in front of me. My stomach only growls because it doesn't know any better.
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"Maybe it makes sense now. Maybe somewhere in all of this there's a reason. Maybe somewhere in all of this there's a why. Maybe somewhere there's that thing that lets you tie it all up with a neat bow and bury it in the backyard. But nothing, not getting angry, not prayers, and not tears, nothing can make something that happened unhappen. "
- The United States of Leland
- The United States of Leland
"I need you so much closer ..."
- Death Cab for Cutie
- Death Cab for Cutie
"It's not a party until someone leaves crying. "
- AP
- AP
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