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Saturday, April 10, 2010

Everyone of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads—at least that’s where I imagine it—there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in a while, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own little private library.
—Haruki Murakami (via littlemiss)

You’ll be surprised to know how far you can go...

from the point where you thought it was the end.

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welcome

Sometimes you have to give up on people. Everyone that is in your journey is meant to be in your journey, but not everyone is meant to stay there.
This feels right, don't say goodnight.

My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do;it just doesn’t happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they’re important ones… you might as well hold on to them