Just when you begin thinking of yourself as memorable, you run into someone who can’t even remember having met you.
— John Irving, The Hotel New Hampshire (via acoustic-funeral)
(via isharayar)
14 notes
-
bubblefail reblogged this from divine-despair
-
hollythesloth liked this
-
bananatabacco liked this
-
tiredbatteredfighters reblogged this from divine-despair
-
theonesthatwekeep reblogged this from isharayar
-
racing-through-our-goodbyes liked this
-
uncadavrexquis liked this
-
jo-garp reblogged this from divine-despair
-
kalesyllog liked this
-
drukknun liked this
-
colormylife liked this
-
isharayar reblogged this from divine-despair
-
fairydustandmagicspells liked this
-
mamaslittlenerd reblogged this from divine-despair
-
divine-despair posted this
