July 2012
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“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via cavum)
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after...
