"You had to live in your own bubble. You couldn’t force your way into someone else’s, because then it wouldn’t be a bubble any more."
Nick Hornby, About a Boy
Because I cant think of a good title
Nick Hornby, About a Boy
Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway
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Uh, no. Cancel that.
That awkward moment when I actually thought of sharing this.
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Just like what everyone’s doing, but if I do that, what will happen to my circulatory system?