Manhattan at 6 a.m.
I am a very private person, yet I am an open book.
If you don’t ask…I won’t tell.
I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.
Humans of New York - Amman, Jordan (via -misanthropy)
I don’t know what’s the matter with me, why I’m so adept at distance, why I feel so remote from things, why life feels like a rumor.
David Shields, How Literature Saved My Life (via larmoyante)
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby