I gave them their happiness.
Now go and wash the blood off your face.
❝ And though you think the world is at your feet, it can rise up and tread on you. ❞
❝ Was everyone else really as alive as she was?…If the answer was yes, then the world, the social world, was unbearably complicated, with 2 billion voices, and everyone’s thoughts striving in equal importance and everyone’s claim on life as intense, and everyone thinking they were unique, when no one was. ❞
Then, after a few moments’ reverie, tilted back on his chair, during which time he thought about the page which his Anatomy tended to fall open these days, he dropped forwards and typed before he could stop himself…
Atonement + green & white → requested by Anonymous