Anupama Vijayakrishnanmembuat kutipan4 tahun yang lalu
At a young age, she learned to pretend that nothing bothered her, to dam up any tears of pity or compassion with great, impenetrable walls.
layanosanimembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
their contact creates a human connection that feels as vital to him as the air he can still breathe.
layanosanimembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
Maybe her actions now can be the words she’s still too afraid to offer.
layanosanimembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
forgiving someone is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
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Her playing is beautiful, a soft blanket calming his agitated nerves.
layanosanimembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
Don’t answer a question with another question
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sounds and intonation, a song he wanted to learn.
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Her voice was a melody of exotic
layanosanimembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
It’s not that they see him and look away. They never notice him in the first place. He’s part of the background
layanosanimembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
needs something to do, something to distract him from the bottomless sorrow and anger inside his gut, from the tortured thoughts circling like vultures in his head.