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(via justgirlythings)
Through the long hours of the night you have the church clock for company and the rumble of the occasional passing car that throws its headlights across the walls and ceiling. These are hours without sleep, which is not to say that they’re sleepless, because on the contrary, they’re not about lack of anything, they’re rich and full. Desires, memories, fears, passions form labyrinths in which we lose and find and then lose ourselves again. They are hours when anything is possible, good or bad.
– The Reader - Bernhard Schlink
(via beautifully-borderline)
When you meet me at first,
i’ll be awkward and not talk much. But later on as we become closer, i’ll talk to the point where you’ll tell me to shut up. That just shows that I enjoy being around someone like you and that i’m comfortable with you. I like those kind of friendships. nothing’s ever awkward between us.
(Source: gladicecheungg, via fucked-up-by-the-past)
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