February 2012
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Maybe, but I watch my brothers give their hearts away and I think, Don’t you...
– Cassandra Clare, City of Bones (via whywontyoujustlovemeback)
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It only took me a week of drifting through days with no purpose… to realize that...
– Meiko Inoue, Solanin (via turing-machine)
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Everyone just keeps on disappearing. Some things just vanish, as if they were...
– South of the Border, West of the Sun, Haruki Murakami (via zakina)
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You can't choose how you're born, but you can...
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Something’s wrong with the world, or something’s wrong with me: one or the...
– Haruki Murakami - 1Q84 (via juanexplainsitall)
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Pure, unadulterated feelings are dangerous in their own way. It is no easy feat...
– Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via echo0)
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