CRISTINA: There’s a club. The Dead Dads Club. And you can’t be in it until you’re in it. You can try to understand, you can sympathize. But until you feel that loss… My dad died when I was nine. George, I’m really sorry you had to join the club.”
GEORGE: I… I don’t know how.. to exist in a world where my dad doesn’t.
CRISTINA: Yeah, that never really changes.
(Source: weareallgreys)
She went quietly
She didn’t make a sound
She went quietly
With the wish not to be found
She went quietly
Without a word of where
Just a note that wrote “Forgetting is easier”
(Source: weareallgreys)
