Never allow loneliness to drive you into the arms of somone you know you don’t...
Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.– Charles Bukowski, from Selected Letters Vol. 4 (via grungecest)
Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow...– Nick Miller (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Sometimes before it gets better The darkness gets bigger The person that you’d...– Miss Missing You, Fall Out Boy
Too often, the only escape is sleep.– Charles Bukowski