I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
(via aurelle)
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
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>>[The Shins - Girl Sailor]
You’ve made it through the direst of straits alright
Can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting?
You haven’t changed an ounce in my eyes
And I cannot lecture youDoes anything I say seem relevant at all?
You’ve been at the helm since you were just five
While I cannot claim to be more than a passengerBut, you’ve won one too many fights
Wearing all of your clothes at the same time
Let the good times end tonight
Oh girl, sail her, don’t sink her
This time
