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in the old days, if someone had a secret they didn’t want to share… you know what they did? they went up a mountain, found a tree, carved a hole in it, and whispered the secret into the hole. then they covered it with mud. and leave the secret there forever…
(via anthologyz)
he remembers those vanished years. as though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. and everything he sees is blurred and indistinct… </3
(Source: macready, via re-constitution)
i’ll tell you my friends: it’s all in the nerves. the nerves that tense and relax as you approach the edges of companionship and love. the razor-sharp edges of companionship and love.
— roberto bolano, amulet
(Source: fromsandtoice)
