— 23 May
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"Gloomy thoughts weren’t going to get me anywhere, I decided, and closed my eyes. I soon fell into a deep sleep."
— K, Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami

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— 23 May ► Reblog "Gloomy thoughts weren’t going to get me anywhere, I decided, and closed my eyes. I soon fell into a deep sleep."
— K, Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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— 21 May ► Reblog "I was struck by the illusion that I was on a journey without end."
— K, Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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— 20 May ► Reblog "Pale, watery moonlight stole into the room."
— Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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— 20 May ► Reblog "Generally, by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand."
— “The Velveteen Rabbit” by Margery Williams (via julie911)
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— 19 May ► Reblog "But what can you do? Wonderful things always come to an end."
— Sumire, Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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— 19 May ► Reblog "Why do fools fall in love?"
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Thaddeus “Curly” Gammelthorpe, Hey Arnold
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— 18 May ► Reblog "…and sank back down in the miniature world the music traced in the afternoon sunlight; how wonderful it would be, she mused, to play Brahms so beautifully. In the past I always had trouble with Brahms’s smaller works, especially the ballads, she thought. I could never give myself up to that world of capricious, fleeting nuances and sighs."
— Miu, Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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