"Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it - to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once."
Haruki Murakami - Norwegian Wood (via poetrea)

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"I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes."
Anna Peters  (via fabulousbitch69)

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