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If you don't know me, you probably never will.

nixpunk:

i’m not like other girls. actually, i’m nothing like other girls. and that girl u saw get on the bus earlier isn’t like other girls either. it’s surprising, really. it’s almost as if everybody is different from each other. holy shit


The human language, as precise as it is with its thousands of words, can still be so wonderfully vague.

Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain (via wordsnquotes)

lllnomadlll:

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"Something else is hurting you - that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think."Charles Bukowski

www.beyond-creation.com
www.facebook.com/the.klut

lllnomadlll:

Charles Bukowski | A3 | Charcoal on Paper

"Something else is hurting you - that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think."
Charles Bukowski

www.beyond-creation.com

www.facebook.com/the.klut


I never felt open in any way. I would never impulsively ring people and assume that they’d want to see me, or just go ‘round. I always had to sit down and think very hard before I knocked on anybody’s door. And consequently, I never really knocked.

Morrissey (via blackestdespondency)

fasterfood:

why the hell do babies cry after they shit themselves like u got urself into this mess buddy dont make it everyone else’s problem. like have some fuckin responsibility for once


apolojizzing:

bargainers:

fuck bowser

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but also fuck bowser

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…amirite?

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