“Every now and then. Every once in a while she’ll get worked up and cry like that. But that’s OK. She’s letting her feelings out. The scary thing is not being able to do that. When your feelings build up and harden and die inside, then you’re in deep trouble.”—Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via pehthestar)
The streetlight catching you through the window And for a split second I forgot, all my failures, and the trash on the street below. I’m here with you, you’re here with me. Let’s try to forget Flesh on flesh.