There are some lies that, under the right circumstances, are the only truth
For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.
I don’t see the point of truth anymore, it causes just as much heartbreak as lying.
We touched with a softness that pushed through the skin into memory, like arms plunged into a river - we could feel the weight of each other's stones.
Whether you know it or not, we leave parts of ourselves wherever we go.
We see in others what we want and what we fear.