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It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn’t heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.
— Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides (via helplesslyamazed)
putting a caption under a picture or on a post is like shouting out your comment in the middle of class when no one actually cares
putting it in the tags is like whispering it to the person next to you then you both laugh and then the teacher asks you whats wrong and you can’t tell them so they send you to the principals office for disturbing the class but instead of actually going to the office you do a backflip out the window and land in a convertible driven by the president
