I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m goin — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m going to live.

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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