(via jammilk)
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
Charles Bukowski (via shittyweekend)
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I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.
Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (via ceedling)
(via screamingfemale)
I’m so tired of being lonely but I don’t want to be around anybody either
Emilie on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/21061323
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