(Source: ohgivemefive, via lucydeville)
me
(Source: just-keep-on-smilling, via gordooo)
(Source: longliveasap, via pitchfork)
Brings tears to my eyes.
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Bukowski
i have died too many times
believing and waiting, waiting
in a room
staring at a cracked ceiling
waiting for the phone, a letter, a knock, a sound…
going wild inside
while she danced with strangers in nightclubs…
out of the arms of one love
and into the arms of another
it.s not pleasant to die on the cross,
it is much more pleasant to hear your name whispered in
the dark.
