February 2012
62 posts
“You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do?...”
– Charles Bukowski (via alien-boy)
“I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via petit-poids)
“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via itslaban)
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deathinthewater asked: If you had to have sex with Donatella Versace or Gary Busey, who would you choose?
Why does nobody ever ask me uncomfortable personal questions? I am appalled by this, frankly. Pfft. Fuck you guys.
“Know thou that the darkness of the earth is ruddy, and the darkness of the air...”
– Aleister Crowley The Vision and the Voice (The Cry of the 14th AEthyr)
“When I am dead and in my grave,
And all my bones are rotten,
When this you...”
– Gertrude Stein (via ellamorte)
“The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.”
– Socrates (via thebeautyofislam)
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mexicanloneliness:
limited by language, words fail me.
“I hope the exit is joyful
— and I hope to never return.”
– Frida Kahlo, final diary entry. (via stillbirthed)