As yet, neither of them had even attempted to hold hands. Yet the inevitable contact of their knees under the blanket was like a spark flaring secretly under the snow.
三島 由紀夫 ( via naezekra)
May 20
It’s just that I’ve come to love you too much. And happiness is something I’ve left far behind me
三島 由紀夫 ( via naezekra)
May 19
You are not even as strong as my roly-poly. My roly-poly always gets up to an upright position, no matter how hard I push it down. To live is to be like that. Getting up no matter how often you are pushed down.
카페 느와르( via naezekra)
May 19
