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𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟻 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls
“The wild November comes at last Beneath a veil of rain, The night wind blows its folds aside— Her face is full of pain.”
— R.H. Stoddard, “November,” c.1863 (via crimsonkismet)
“I always had the deepest affection for people who carried sublime tears in their silences.”
— (via amargedom)
and here you are, continuing on, despite how hard it’s been
“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.”
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- Haruki Murakami
“So when I’m all choked up and I can’t find the words
Every time we say goodbye, baby, it hurts
When the sun goes down
And the band won’t play
I’ll always remember us this way
I don’t wanna be just a memory, baby, yeah.”