don’t need anyone, ain’t never gonna need anyone, don’t even want anyone.
Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.
— Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via gaws)
Note to self:
Don’t lose yourself in the shuffle
