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.

Haruki Murakami (via quotemadness)

neverwasteadirtymind:

We should try this, Tilly.

Except I don’t play the piano, so we would have to turn around, since you are the one with that skill.

I would dedicate myself to letting my hands roam all over you – your deliciously accessible ass in particular  – playing my favorite, fine instrument.

Perhaps I can hit just the right notes to make you pause your playing and enjoy my Tilly solo before resuming.

We would make beautiful music together.

@tillybloom