“You have to protect yourself from sadness. Sadness is very close to hate. Let me tell you this. This is the thing I learned. If you take in someone else’s poison – thinking you can cure them by sharing it – you will instead store it within you.”—The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje (via lostinthesounds)
I use to love more than the amount of meaning any word could hold, now I just feel like I’m in this type of ocean that desperately wants me to drown. I hate to break it to you babe but I’m not drowning there’s no one here to save.