“I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn’t.”
— Albert Camus, The Stranger (via prinsipemo)

(via dying-planet)


And it makes me feel very stupid to tell you this because it makes me sound like a girl who wants to go to brunch and I really don’t wanna go to brunch and I don’t want you to sit on the couch while I shop or, like, even meet my friends. I don’t even want that, okay? But I also don’t want to share a sex partner with a girl who seems to have asked for a picture of your dick. And also, I don’t want a picture of your dick. Because I live very near you so if you wanted me to look at your dick, I could just come over and look at your dick!

And it makes me feel very stupid to tell you this because it makes me sound like a girl who wants to go to brunch and I really don’t wanna go to brunch and I don’t want you to sit on the couch while I shop or, like, even meet my friends. I don’t even want that, okay? But I also don’t want to share a sex partner with a girl who seems to have asked for a picture of your dick. And also, I don’t want a picture of your dick. Because I live very near you so if you wanted me to look at your dick, I could just come over and look at your dick!

And it makes me feel very stupid to tell you this because it makes me sound like a girl who wants to go to brunch and I really don’t wanna go to brunch and I don’t want you to sit on the couch while I shop or, like, even meet my friends. I don’t even want that, okay? But I also don’t want to share a sex partner with a girl who seems to have asked for a picture of your dick. And also, I don’t want a picture of your dick. Because I live very near you so if you wanted me to look at your dick, I could just come over and look at your dick!

(via laughawayeternity)


Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)

I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

(via yeyoooooo)

“That wasn’t sex, that was naked poetry.”
— Hank Moody (via aestheticintrovert)

(via sweetandlight)

canibale:

"The ocean is six miles deep" - Submarine (2010)
canibale:

"The ocean is six miles deep" - Submarine (2010)

canibale:

"The ocean is six miles deep" - Submarine (2010)

(via juliaswarehouse)

“There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minute he met me, and all out of a few prosy nothings.”
— The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath (via ibecamethesun)
aseaofquotes:

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
“I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via escapologie)