February 2011
There's no poem without your words.
There is no madness, no doctrine so strange, but it finds its place in the minds...
– Guiseppe Davanzati, Archbishop of Trani
January 2011
tamburina:
She touches me The jungle lights up with incinerating fire Looks like a flaming serpent I look into her eyes I see a movie flickering Car crashes People kicking corpses Men ripping their tracheas out and shaking them at the sky I think to myself: I don’t want to survive this one I want to burn up in the wreckage Cooking flesh in the jungle
Henry Rollins
One of those days
I’ve been watching tv in bed all day long, perhaps it would be for the best if I stayed here forever.
Love is the worst feeling in the world. I wouldn't...
My life is such a fucking Soap Opera.
The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the...
– Song by Allen Ginsberg
Dearest Sister Sleep:
I’ve run out of ways to entertain myself, stopped having an interest in anything a while ago, things no longer interest me. No, I do not want to do anything ever again, unless it involves closing my eyes and dreaming
I am ready to be asleep now.. please?! won’t you come visit me
mer-et-soleil:
Today I do not even dare to reproach myself. Shouted into this empty day, it would have a disgusting echo.
Kafka’s diaries.
I've been smoking too long, and I am aware that...
I am filled with dread
Monday, humiliation; Tuesday, suffocation; Wednesday, condescension; Thursday is...
– Morrissey, “I Have Forgiven Jesus”
I think if we all acted the way we really felt, four out of eight people at a...
– Jim Carrey
Well, fuck you too.
It’s always pleasant when you realize that even when you beg someone for a few minutes of their time, you will not receive it. In fact, it will end up making you feel that much worse for even asking for it in the first place. I mean, how dare I expect such a thing? I obviously do not deserve such a thing, whatever this thing is, if it even exists. But shame on me for thinking so. Shame,...
When I look at my hands and in my heart, I see stress as Lady Macbeth saw blood.
Medvedénko: “Why do you always wear black?”
Masha: “I am in...
– Anton Chekhov, The Seagull
There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness and death.
– Fran Lebowitz
We often forgive those who bore us, but never those whom we bore.
– Francois, Duc de La Rochefoucauld, Maxims
If you want to find out who your real friends are, sink the ship. The first ones...
– Marilyn Manson
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too...
– Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via birdsandbones)
Dear friend now in the dusty clockless hours of the town when the streets lie...
– Cormac McCarthy, Suttree
Please reblog this if you have a heart:
nicole-elise:
helloitsmeworld:
philipthegirlnickel:
youwannafeelthatrush:
stopallthismalarkey:
thaimonica:
itsvegas:
wherethefalloutlies:
sintactics:
REBLOG THIS AND LOOK AT YOUR BLOG. FUCKING DO IT.
lol HOLY SHIT. IT ACTUALLY WORKS.
LOL, i dont get what this has to do with having a heart.
Lemme go see what this is gonna do~
oh my god.
reblog it then look at your...
Any life you live will eventually make you cry.