September 2011
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“I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny
blue hands, no, your hands are not...”
– Charles Bukowski (via littlefoxpaws)
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“I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing...”
– Kathy’s Song- Simon and Garfunkel
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I should live alone.
Fuck this
No one’s head over heels for me- why should I be head over heels for you?
Sup.
Neeed the sleeeeps. But instead we have drag heels and snakeskin fabric and dead things. But I like those things. I hate the word yogurt. But the frozen kind of that word is so fuckin’ good.
No time for tumblr. Mrehhh
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“If I had my way we’d sleep every night wrapped around each other like...”
– William Burroughs
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love
clavicola:
He took a drag of his cigarette.
“When will you quit?” I asked him.
“When I fall in love again.”
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outsidelaugh asked: NUG love?
YEAH
Hee hee.
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Angst.
Damn. This world, man. I mean, you think you know somebody… And then you turn around and realize… YOU ARE NOT THEIR NUMBER ONE!!!!!
Cry. Sorrow. (EDIT: Jus’ kiddin’)
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I feel rather disconnected.
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Going down a bad path Let’s not start this again
My eyelids feel bristly
Living is lonely
Monday.
I have a Spiderman lunchbox. I think I’ll reinstate it.
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“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
– Vincent Van Gogh (via moldavia) 