And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about. Haruki Murakami  (via sadfag)

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My point is: in this whole wide world the only person you can depend on is you. Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via fawun)

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女朋友与猫咪家庭日 by kenny♥细肩带小女孩不加辣 on Flickr.

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I’m so tired of my entire life revolving around my body.

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Draw a monster. Why is it a monster? Daughter by Janice Lee

I think about this quote a lot.   (via fusels)

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