im going to birmingham tomorrow for debate nationals and im freaking out… how did i manage to make it in an event that i suck at? thank god prose is a consolation event. here’s to hoping i don’t suck as much as im expecting i will!
When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.
John Green, Paper Towns (via creatingaquietmind)