I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me...– Charles Bukowski
Alone in the barn drinking red wine and making all the craftz. Don’t be intimidated by my life.
You’re going to catch a cold from the ice inside your soul.– Christina Perri (via laceofpearls )
I travel in a glass box. Always some degree of separation. Not on the outside looking in. On the inside looking out. I get to thinking. I’d really like to be a part of something.
He thought that it was loneliness which he was trying to escape and not himself....– William Faulkner, Light in August (via liquidnight )
Goodbye for now, technological world. I cannot handle you at this present time in my life.