Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star.
It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe the star doesn’t even exist any more.
Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe the star doesn’t even exist any more.
Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun
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Maybe we should run away together, Violet and I, Claire thought, go to the desert and try to catch falling stars in our mouths.
Violet and Claire, Francesca Lia Block (via casual-chaos)
If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweler’s felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
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The first time we said hello,
it felt as though pterodactyls were flapping their wings
against the corridors of my stomach.
That day cupid didn’t have an arrow large enough to hold a love this size
so he hijacked a plane and flew it into my chest.
it felt as though pterodactyls were flapping their wings
against the corridors of my stomach.
That day cupid didn’t have an arrow large enough to hold a love this size
so he hijacked a plane and flew it into my chest.
Rudy Francisco, “The First Time We Said Hello” (via fistflight)
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You’re never too old to sit down and color for awhile.
