reading particles of your old journal
is like watching the negative
of lost matter and conserved days
as it drips
into the realities
you have outgrown.

"everything is transformed", luana gavan (via shadowsofink)

I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.

Lynn Barber, An Education  (via perfect)