• ellemenoh //
  • Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. 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 awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library. (Haruki Murakami)

    Welcome to my own private library...
    xo. //
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I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

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youngfuckup:

Do you ever fall asleep and then wake up hours later and wonder how it even happened, and try to remember the last thing you thought or felt before your body shut down, it seems so instant, like one minute you’re awake and aware and then you’re not, maybe that’s what dying’s like. 

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