Morning is my favorite time of day. It’s like everything’s starting out fresh and new. I begin to get sad around noontime, and I hate it when the sun goes down. I live with those same feelings day after day.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via durianquotes)
ellenzee:

home is where the heart is

I’m not sure what we’re running from. Nobody. Or the future. Fate. Growing up. Getting old. Picking up the pieces. As if running we won’t have to get on with our lives.

Invisible Monster (via mymangotree)