"All this time
I drank you like the cure when maybe
you were the poison."
— Clementine von Radics (via cry-onics)
(Source: hellanne, via ash-dash-ketchup)
"Oh, I don’t mean you’re handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they’re beautiful. They’re wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire."
— Charles Bukowski, Women (via seabois)
"Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion."
Everything you love is here
(Source: theburnthatkeepseverything, via clearerskies)