I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.
Hanamoto Hagumi, Honey and Clover
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Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.
A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
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Some days I’m Van Gogh’s Starry Night other days I’m his suicide letter.
souu-h
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