Silence.
I can't hear you, for Love don't speak for itself.
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It’s too late for me to dance again, and I don’t think i’ll ever do so anymore. Let me be reborn as a dancer.
People, I have discovered, are layers and layers of secrets. You believe you know them, that you understand them, but their motives are always hidden from you, buried in their own hearts. You will never know them, but sometimes you decide to trust them.
Tris, Veronica Roth (via moldavia)
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