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It’s you. It’s you at 2 in the morning or 4 in the afternoon. It’s you when I’m sleeping and studying and eating and laughing. You are everywhere and you are everything. – Unknown (via blackbruise)
Here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair. Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via loveless-people)



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"oh i forgot to make dinner"

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