Radioactive Thoughts ;

I’ve been losing sleep
Thinking about the immensity of space

About the grandness of this living dessert
How we’re only mere grains of sand

And my eyes close
and think of somewhere quite far,

Somewhere safe, where I can put the night into a box.

I am here
Or there, or elsewhere.
In my beginning.

-Vc

“…although Sydney Carton would never be a lion, he was an amazingly good jackal…”

—   A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens (via piranhafish)

“The only people up at 3 am are in love, lonely, drunk, or all three.”

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“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
Falsely yours”

—   

Charles Bukowski

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLES BUKOWSKI!

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comicallyvintage:

Never trust a space pirate.

comicallyvintage:

Never trust a space pirate.

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pixography:

Suehiro Maruo
aerienette:

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

aerienette:

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

vodkacupcakes:

He’ll lose interest. They always do.

artpopglam:

listening to Ultraviolence 

artpopglam:

listening to Ultraviolence 

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