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And the angels won’t help you because they’ve all gone away.
– Laura Palmer, Fire Walk With Me (1992)
Her eyes were the color of faraway love.
– Pablo Neruda, The Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks (via seabois)
One can never understand, in the light of day, the depths of the gloom of night.
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via alecshao)
And all the books you’ve read have been read by other people. And all the songs...
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via 4mbivalent)