When The Sun Goes Down
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by Marzena Skubatz

By Anna Doshina

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I wasn’t used to opening up to others. She was opening up to me, but I couldn’t do the same. I really did like her, yet still something held me back.
written by Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via strawberriesgonewild)

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I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know.
written by Tove Jansson (via wordsnquotes)

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She looked away. I thought she was looking for another cigarette. Then I saw she was crying. I could feel her crying. Shaking and crying. She wouldn’t look up. I put my arms around her.
written by Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via soulsscrawl)

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Aleksandra, 16, from Poland.
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“Maybe our favorite quotations say more about us than about the stories and people we're quoting.” ―John Green

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