“No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even more deeply than lovers do. The thought caused me a good deal of grief. What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for- and to do it so unconsciously.”
— Haruki Murakami (via rarararambles)
dramatisecho:

"For my dearest, darling, treasured, cherished Agatha, whom I worship. With respect, adoration, admiration, kisses, gratitude… From Z to A."

dramatisecho:

"For my dearest, darling, treasured, cherished Agatha, whom I worship. With respect, adoration, admiration, kisses, gratitude… From Z to A."

bnaksy:

bullshitting an essay and getting a good grade for it

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Goodbye, Nine. I’m going ahead.

There will always be those who mean to do us harm. To stop them, we risk awakening the same evil within ourselves. Our first instinct is to seek revenge when those we love are taken from us. But that’s not who we are… When Christopher Pike first gave me his ship, he had me recite the Captain’s Oath. Words I didn’t appreciate at the time. But now I see them as a call for us to remember who we once were and who we must be again.

dramatisecho:

You’ve seen it already, haven’t you?