It doesn’t matter how old I get, but as long as I continue to live I’ll always discover something new about myself. No matter how long you stand there examining yourself naked before a mirror, you’ll never see reflected what’s inside.
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| — | Haruki Murakami (What I Talk About When I Talk About Running) (via senshuk) |
Is it inevitable that people drift apart? If love or friendship can’t withstand time, then I guess it was never meant to be? Or is it me that people always leave?
(via runawaytrain)
It’s funny how the less you talk, the more you begin to realize it was not meant to be. It’s funny how slow it began, and how fast it ended. It’s funny how in the beginning he liked you, but in the end he liked someone else. It’s funny how he meant everything to you, but you meant nothing to him.
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| — | (via raindropsonredroses) |
The fact that you cannot kiss your elbow is enough to make you realize that some things seem to be so close, yet they are bound to be beyond your reach.
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| — | (via raindropsonredroses) |
