Cuando lo superficial me cansa, me cansa tanto, que para descansar necesito un abismo.
— Voces, Antonio Porchia (via lady-game)
I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside.
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via aaaaffinity)