guy:

sorry i only like people that i never have a chance with

(Source: guy)

April was too lonely a month to spend alone. In April, everyone around me looked happy. People would throw their coats off and enjoy each other’s company in the sunshine—talking, playing catch, holding hands. But I was always by myself.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via larmoyante)

ノルウェイの森

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