Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via teenager90s)
I’m all done with hating you. It’s all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don’t hate them very long.