I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often. Charles Bukowski
(via opendisplaysof-contempt)

(Source: sad-plath, via opendisplaysof-contempt)

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sucullent:

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xiza:

love me
grigiabot:

Egon Schiele - Girlfriends 1913
dayzea:

Tonight we bathed in a beautiful spot in the river. We got drunk on blueberry moonshine. We laughed and splashed around and talked about life. Loving this soul so hard.

"Don’t tell me I am pretty or thin or sweet or good until you have crawled inside my skin and felt the depths and shallows of me. only I know who I am. I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage."
paintdeath:

Jean Reno and Natalie Portman on the set of Léon: The Professional (1994)

Harmony Korine photographed in LA for The New York Times Magazine in 1998. Unpublished.
You always said it was us against the world but now it’s you and them against me. g.j.f.p on Allison (time unknown)

(Source: g-j-f-p, via fluoxetine-eq)

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9fifty8:

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