January 2012
2 tags
Sitting around with some friends.
They’re all talking about their love lives and I’m just siting here awkwardly.
December 2011
5 tags
let's have some fun - Bukowski
there will always be people who say, let’s go on a boat or let’s go to Argentina or let’s go to a movie or let’s go to a tennis match or let’s visit my sister or how about a picnic? and I don’t understand any of this because to me just walking across the room is like walking through flames and the first strange face I see each day adds a knot to my stomach and I don’t have the time because I...
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what they want - Bukowski
Vallejo writing about
loneliness while starving to
death;
Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a
whore;
Rimbaud running off to Africa
to look for gold and finding
an incurable case of syphilis;
Beethoven gone deaf;
Pound dragged through the streets
in a cage;
Chatterton taking rat poison;
Hemingway’s brains dropping into
the orange juice;
Pascal cutting his wrists
in the bathtub;
...
gay male: i'm gay
straight female: OMG UR GAY LET'S BE BFFS CAN WE GO SHOPPING TOGETHER OMG
gay female: i'm gay
straight female: EW GET AWAY FROM ME U DYKE DONT TOUCH ME GROSS LESBIAN GERMS
And let's not forget -
Gay female: I'm gay
Straight male: OMG SO HOT. DAMN. CAN I FUCK YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND WHILE SOMEONE FILMS IT. TOUCH HER BOOOBS. BOOOOOOOOBS.
Gay male: I'm gay
Straight male: HOLY SHIT IT'S A HOMO GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME FUCKIN HOMO. BACKS AGAINST THE WALL GUYS.
2 tags
Maybe for the new years I could start eating...
I will probably try for about a day and then go back to whatever I’m doing now. But I might as well try.
“You’re not dead, but you’re not alive either. You’re a ghost with a beating...”
– Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls (via fleshscars)
Because honestly, who's going to love a fucked up...
need more blogs to follow, reblog if you're a...
anthropo-phobia:
discolour-ed:
check out mine too thanks.
i’ll check out all of you too.
heartachesandhangovers:
who needs a boyfriend when there’s vodka?
“The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via fuck-yeah-sylvia-plath)
Reblog this and see what you get.
1: You’re ugly.
2: I hate your tumblr.
3: I love your tumblr. 4: You’re my Tumblr crush. 5: Your Tumblr is amazing 6: You’re hot. 7: You’re gorgeous. 8: You’re pretty. 9: I want your number. 10: I’m on your blog often.
“My heart was a hysterical, unreliable organ.”
– Vladimir Nabokov (via stacycollado)
me: im sad
everyone:
anyone whos not me: im sad
everyone: omg are you ok you can talk to me whenever you want youre beautiful ok i love you dont be sad