"To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it."
Ernest Hemingway (via everythingyoulovetohate)
When I read this I read it with one extra word. It wasn’t until the third read that I realized it didn’t say in. As in;
To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it in.
I think that says a lot about me. And how sometimes my hurt is from letting in. But I can’t regret that. I can’t regret believing in another human. Even if just for a moment.