I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via mitochondria)
I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
― Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour (via emilysteaparty)

jagkcitybitch:

Things people don’t get to choose:

  • Sexual Orientation
  • Gender Identity
  • Height
  • Weight
  • Appearance
  • Disabilities
  • Mental Illnesses
  • Race

Things people do get to choose

  • To be an ignorant bitch-faced asshole to people because of things they have no control over