siqenchy:

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These days I just can’t seem to say what I mean. I just can’t. Every time I try to say something, it misses the point. Either that or I end up saying the opposite of what I mean. The more I try to get it right the more mixed up it gets. Sometimes I can’t even remember what I was trying to say in the first place. It’s like my body’s split in two and one of me is chasing the other me around a big pillar. We’re running circles around it. The other me has the right words, but I can never catch her. Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via funeral)

(Source: seabois, via funeral)

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shadowsdieintheend:

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scotiacorinne:

oh man buns, I love you

Man buns are so so important

I stared at this post for a long time trying to figure out what “man buns” you were talking about

dat bun