‘Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star,’ I said. ‘It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn’t even exist anymore. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.’ -Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun  (via childoflust)

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He kissed like he was drowning and I was air -Jenny Han (via starmystic)

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We waste so many days waiting for weekend. So many nights wanting morning. Our lust for future comfort is the biggest thief of life. -(via stay-ocean-minded)

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