" But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathed, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at 4 o’clock in the morning. "
- Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via larmoyante)
Hurry up logannnnnn grade my shit i wanna see my baby.
I’m in love with a girl who hates me
" I couldn’t tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you. "
- Cassandra Clare. (via chelsssssss)
(Source: katyjean)
