May 2009
33 posts
In the years afterward, I fled whenever somebody...
viceandverse:
regret:
-Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon (via overflowing)
“No matter how you stack me. No matter how you arrange me. No matter how you look...”
– i wrote this for you
“three o’clock. three o’clock is always too late or too early for...”
– nausea,sartre
