out of ink

I don’t suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don’t trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It’s a sure sign that they don’t really know anyone.

—Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel’s Game (via quintessenceofacliche)

(Source: platea, via quintessenceofacliche)

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