Monday, August 25, 2014
I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something. Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via hellanne)
Saturday, August 23, 2014

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There’s really no shortcut to forgetting someone. You just have to endure missing them everyday until you don’t anymore. Unknown (via hefuckin)

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I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong. Humans of New York - Amman, Jordan (via 5000letters)

Sad/Bands/B&W blog


Sad/Bands/B&W blog

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I lost my mind
trying to find yours.
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