in hell you’re always in love with nothing to love, and something hates you...– Charles Bukowski - War All The Time (via drabbard)
I like hearing the midnight train before I go to sleep
Courtney Preiss, Five Fantasy Exit Strategies
llowerr: 1. Run away to Brooklyn. Rent an apartment with a claw-footed bathtub. Commute to Manhattan during the week and put in hours at a menial publishing job. Drive home to New Jersey on weekends to swim in the pool and cry to your mother. Smoke Gauloises on the fire escape. Let yellowing issues of Rolling Stone and Vogue pile into a protective fortress around your bed. Listen to Cat Power....
One morning, after many dark nights of despair, an irrepressible longing to live...– Albert Camus, The Rebel (via moreofamore)
luck is what you make of it