"I am nothing. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night, floating all alone. I reach out, but no one is there. I call out, but no one answers. I have no connection to anything."
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
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"My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder."
— William Golding
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"I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you."
— Zelda Fitzgerald
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"I can take a lot of pain without falling apart. I’ve had to learn to do that. But it was hard, today, to keep peddling and keep up with the others when just about everyone I saw made me feel worse and worse."
— Octavia Butler, Parable of the Sower
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i would write you a hate song
2 songs you just gotta be listening to when having a puff: night time(the xx) & collect call(metric)
