A month can do that, too, can’t it, just fly past before you know it. And, for the life of me, I can’t recall a single thing I did during that whole time. It feels like I did a whole lot, and it feels like I did nothing at all.
—A Perfect Day for Kangaroos, Haruki Murakami (via tellmefive)
We can only be friends if you’re kind of an asshole. Not full blown asshole because that’s no fun. And if you’re not an asshole at all then that won’t work either. A halfway asshole. Those are my kind of people.