Abigail Hope

It will all be okay in the end. If it is not okay, then it is not the end.


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“ Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists, where everything was discovered, and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword, a pebble could be a diamond, a tree, a castle. Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in a house across the field, from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was queen and he was king. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls, and when the sky grew dark, they parted with leaves in their hair. Nicole Krauss (via xzxcuzx-me)

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“ But the truth is, you were never there. You won’t ever be. 
Sometimes I think I’m not either. So what do I do
 when every day still seems to start and end with you? 

And you won’t ever know, you won’t ever see.
 How much your ghost since then has been defining me. La Dispute 

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