Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another? We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person’s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?
Haruki Murakami (via troubled)
Haruki Murakami (via troubled)
I remember when Disneyland was moderately expensive.
It turned to excessively expensive. T_T
I remember when I used to write letters all the time.
Now no one can get me to write one except two people, and it’s a once-in-a-while thing.
Waiting waiting waiting.
Sulking sulking sulking.
Sleeping sleeping sleeping.
Can I stop existing already.
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