When two people love each other their independent beings condition gets modified. It’s a physical crash, almost violent, of two atmospheres. Nothing it’s the same ever again. It’s a new environment, and some actions, that were innocent before, have other consequences. Disastrous, almost all the time. Still, we fall in love again.
- Jack White speaking about Missing Pieces concept (via i-was-watching)
She don’t care what kind of wounds she’s inflicted on me
She don’t care what color bruises that she’s leavin’ on me
