- kelsey from pigmenting
tonight, Lykke Li
keep us safe until the night; what happens next then? what happens when night falls? wouldn't it be better to keep us safe day and night? but no one can do that, can they?
yesterday, the night before tomorrow.
so hard to cast away the night when so much of me has moved forward, yet so much of me dwells there still. it is like a tiny, tiny pond, a subterranean, miniscule pond of unknowable depth, submerged within a clear, wavering stream that's struggling to trickle forth.
"All I knew about the well was its frightening depth. It was deep beyond measuring, and crammed full of darkness, as if all the world's darknesses had been boiled down to their ultimate density."
- Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami
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