February 2012
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silent-souls:
You aren’t the sounds I can hear
I can’t imagine
Everything
I can’t recall
Or recreate us
You are all the words I haven’t learned
And the sounds I don’t know how to make
The colours I can’t imagine
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Over these past few years, I’ve only wanted to move forward and touch that which...
– 5 Centimeters Per Second
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In everybody’s life there’s a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a...
– Haruki Murakami
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tenderskin:
what a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you
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Outwardly, I was everything a well-brought-up girl should be.
Inside, I was...
– Rose DeWitt Bukater