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"At its best, love shows us a photo of ourselves we’ve never seen before but find very flattering. At its worse it takes the few photos we like of ourselves, tears them into little pieces, and tosses them indifferently into the air like confetti."
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"I always feel as if I’m struggling to become someone else. As if i’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I suppose it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to re-invent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything…
But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to defining myself."Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via saisonlune)
(Source: solsetur, via theotherway)
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"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and that is eternity."
Edvard Munch (via joydivisions)
(Source: seabois, via feminachos)
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Theme: Linear by Peter Vidani
