"In this love you are like a knife with which I explore myself."
- Franz Kafka (via drupes)

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"Do you know what I need? To escape into the mountains, surrounded by tall trees, I will lay on the moss, and breathe in the scent of mushrooms, flowers and wet soil."
- L’ Échappée, Les Discrets (via llendaria)

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"You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you."
- Stephen King, “Joyland”  (via liamista)

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