Oh dear.

“Was everyone else really as alive as she was?...If the answer was yes, then the world, the social world, was unbearably complicated, with two billion voices, and everyone's thoughts striving in equal importance and everyone's claim on life as intense, and everyone thinking they were unique, when no one was.”

Nothing will happen to you. Nothing. I could not stand it… if anything befell you, I would go mad, Robb. You are all I have left. 

1 year ago on April 27th, 2012 | J | 947 notes