"Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights."
— Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance
idk if you can read the sentence on the right page but its relevance is that a while ago my boyfriend texted me “goodnight, sweetheart” but sweetheart autocorrected to “stardust” and i thought that was really beautiful but anyway things have been really complicated lately so i ran away to the mountains to try to clear my head and it didn’t work but at least i made this while i was there and i’ve missed the mountains for a long time so
"the tiny space i occupy is so infinitesimal in comparison with the rest of space, which i don’t occupy and which has no relation to me. and the period of time in which i’m fated to live is so insignificant beside the eternity in which i haven’t existed and won’t exist… and yet in this atom, this mathematical point, blood is circulating, a brain is working, desiring something…"
— Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons
"He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go."
— Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo
"He is lying beside her in the bed, his face buried in the pillow, his arm is flung over the top of his head. She can hear him breathing. She thinks he looks perfect like that, like a boy, and then that’s all there is. Beneath all her thoughts and worries, beneath the complication of conflicting identities and needs, maybe it’s as simple as loving the way some other person looks when they’re sleeping."
— Joe Meno, The Great Perhaps
this is so perfect. i think that moments like these are what life is all about
I wanted this to last forever.