“It’s only when I’m awake that I think about dying.
I love the thrill of impending, weightless doom
Someday.
You are all the colours in one, at full brightness.
..the ones who didn’t make it and never had a chance.
I’m disappearing. Maybe I’m already gone.
It’s not what you take. It’s what you leave.”
―
Jennifer Niven,
All the Bright Places