January 2012
Am badass punk
Peeps be dissin me an I’m ready to fight them bitches
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I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no...
– Anonymous (via sea-0tter)
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See, that’s my model of friendship; it’s something I crystallized when I was 12...
– (Since You Asked - Salon.com)
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I’ve been inside all day. It’s horrible. All day, just depths of hell. I wake up...
– Louis C.K. (via floatingdreamily)
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I’m going to make everything around me beautiful- that will be my life.
– Elsie de Wolfe (via longlivejava)
Basic human contact - the meeting of eyes, the exchanging of words - is to the...
– Martha Beck (via larmoyante)
I have always personally been starved of romance. However, in 1982 someone...
– Morrissey (via d-o-r-i-a-n)
The moon will never lie to anyone. Be like the moon. No one hates the moon or...
– Henry Rollins, Solipsist. (via madeofglass-)
December 2011
I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and...
– (via overboarddd)(via thenightmarestops)
i won't do that again
i hate normal people in normal bars. everyone is mean. new years resolution the first - not to need company.
savoir-adores:
I rub my face in the broken person’s hands like they’re a towel. I’m saying stay with me. I’m saying come back. I can only help if we end up getting lost on the same side of you.
Drop the idea of becoming someone, because you are already a masterpiece. You...
– Osho (via human-voices)
Even if what you’re working on doesn’t go anywhere, it will help you with the...
– Cormac Mcarthy (via vineetkaur)
Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via davenelson)
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To go wrong in one’s own way is better than to go right in someone else’s.
– Crime and Punishment (via s-l-e-e-p-deprivation)
Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others...
– Don Miguel Ruiz (via cumgum)
I have strived for this for many years, and I am almost there.
(via septem-luna)
Breakup food: pizza and scotch, attire: yesterday’s clothes. I feel like death.
No, the secret is not revealed yet—even this is but the flint—and I have not...
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Nabokov, Invitation to a Beheading
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