“You can’t just touch my soul and leave.”
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap

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“You can’t just touch my soul and leave.”
— (via difficult)
Gustave Flaubert, from a notebook entry written c. February 1840
nothing, nowhere. // dread
by marchelcreative http://ift.tt/1RGG5hW
And darling I promise I meant it when I said I wanted you to be happy, I just didn’t want you to be happier than me. But I guess I’m just not that lucky.
Cronaca di un amore (Michelangelo Antonioni, 1950)
if there’s one thing i know about myself it’s that i don’t know anything about myself
HARUKI MURAKAMI
1Q84: Book Three (2009);
original photography and edit
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
Here’s something a little more recent ☺️
Because I don’t have any pictures of myself on my blog ☺️
“There is a difference between saying goodbye and letting go. Goodbye is not permanent. You can meet years later as old friends and share what happened in your life. You can smile and laugh about all the nonsense that you both went through. However, letting go is being okay with never seeing this person ever again…being okay with never knowing how their life turned out…being okay with fifty or more years of silence… being okay with running into that person at a grocery store and having them not acknowledge your presence. This is the part of life that doesn’t sit well with me and never will.”
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