eyesore,

People always think they know other people, but they don’t. Not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won’t eat donuts or they like action movies or whatever. But they don’t know what their friends do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel fucked up and sad for not reason at all.
Libba Bray, Going Bovine 




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