Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.
— Every Last One (Anna Quindlen)
You crave the deepest connections with others, but you don’t trust to let anyone in.
— (via lingerfreely)
i feel small; but so are stars from a distance.
— ten word poem (via stability)