And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Haruki Murakami (via kushandwizdom)
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croutoncat:

people who randomly decide to compliment you are so important

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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

You know he is a symbol of your weakness, your Kryptonite. How he rushes in like wildfire and burns through everything you worked so hard to build since he last left you in ashes.

Lang Leav (Signposts, Lullabies)

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going to bed happy for the first time in a long time.

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 i-m-d-e-p-r-e-s-s-e-d)

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pressing:

♡♡

pressing:

♡♡

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He said that
We can
Still be friends.
But I think
He meant that
We can
Be the kind of
Strangers that share
Silent memories and
A passing smile
Every once in a while.
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