。_____ 。

what are you doing here.

Sleep:  Hey. Yeah you. Hey. Hehe. FUCK YOU, YOU AIN'T SLEEPIN TONIGHT BITCH. *there is no cold side of the pillow, your body itches everywhere, you start thinking about all your life choices starting with why the hell did you have a crush on that kid in the 2nd grade*

Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you apart.

村上春樹, Haruki Murakami, 海辺のカフカ Kafka on the Shore (via aurelle)


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