of your parts
"I wanted to be missed, like water, like bread, like air, by all other people in all other places."
"One day, tens of millions of years from now, someone will find me rusted into the mud of a world they have never seen, and when they crumble me between their fingers, it will be you they find."
"Some people are like that, drenched in sorrow, despite the expression on their face."
Anne Michaels, “The Winter Vault” (via pigmenting)
"Maybe one morning I’ll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets."
Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger (via seabois)