Tuesday, 23 January 2018





"When someone's been gone a long time, at first you
save up all the things you want to tell them. 
You try to keep track of everything in your head. 
But it's like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand : 
all the little bits slip out of you hands, and then you're just 
clutching air and grit"
- Jenny Han, To All The Boys I've Loved Before