“It's quiet now. So quiet that you can almost hear other people's dreams So quiet that you can almost hear me tell Gramps, Thank you.”Mia. Seventeen. Oregon. Cello.

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thelittleharlequinn:

         ”I don’t even like cookies. People don’t make cookies for people who don’t like them. Duh.”

          _{“So, you don’t like people, people don’t like you. Now it makes sense. Also, everyone likes cookies.”}