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Friday, May 20, 2011

I would stare at the grains of light suspended in that silent space, struggling to see into my own heart. What did I want? And what did others want from me? But I could never find the answers. Sometimes I would reach out and try to grasp the grains of light, but my fingers touched nothing.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via pinkpandulce)

Monday, May 9, 2011

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Meet the Infinix XPAD 20 Pro — Your Go-To Partner for Work, Study, and Everything in Between!

  The way we live has changed. Our “office” can be a coffee shop, our “classroom” can be a park bench, and our “me-time” often starts with a...