And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
— Haruki Murakami (via paintdeath)
it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.
— (via megsobryan)
Do you ever just crave someone’s presence? like you would literally be happy just sitting next to them & it could be completely silent.
— (via coyotegold)