(via hallucination)
"… and we are in bed together- Charles Bukowski (via wordsthat-speak)
laughing
and we don’t care
about anything …"
(via tullipsink)
(via hallucination)
(Source: m-0-r-g-a-n-a, via m-0-r-g-a-n-a)
(Source: weheartit.com, via thevintageloserforever)
i wonder what version of me exists in your mind
I still hear them, out here. But it’s quiet. If you talk to them a bit, they quiet down. Even though you know you’re lying to them, and they know it. It’s a ghost town here, the streets are crowded with ghosts. Most of them are friends.
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