I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don’t know. She probably didn’t even know I was there. But I’ll always love her. All my life.
Neil GaimanThe Sandman, Vol. 8: Worlds’ End (via feellng)
I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace and Other Stories (via bookmania)
If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.
Dalai Lama XIV (via hqlines)


When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it.
Unknown  (via wolf-cub)

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fleeten:

don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense