You can call me Crash.
This is an exercise in figuring it all out.

 

Women are like Yahtzee’s.. ‘cause I rarely get them

Bo Burnham (via tommy-gunzz)

I don’t want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. I don’t tell the truth, I tell what ought to be the truth. And it that’s sinful, then let me be damned for it!

Blanche, A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams (via dreamwithin-adream)

The whole world is a sack of shit ripping open. I can´t save it.

― Charles Bukowski (via nitakaroliina)

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.

Sylvia Plath  (via theunquotables)

It was killing him with its silence and loneliness. Making everything ordinary too beautiful to bear.

Ken Cosgrove (via logeybear21)

Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

Ernest Hemingway (via damnextendedmetaphors)

(Source: ohopheliaa)

Being called ugly and fat and disgusting to look at from the time I could barely understand what the words meant has scarred me so deep inside that I have learned to hunt, stalk, claim, own and defend my own loveliness and my image of myself as stunningly gorgeous with a ruthlessness and a defensiveness that I fear for anyone who casually or jokingly questions it, as my anger and rage combined with my intense and fearsome command of words create insults meant to maim, kill and destroy.

Oh, something is there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation will burst upon me and I will see the other side of this monumental grotesque joke. And then I’ll laugh. And then I’ll know what life is.

Sylvia Plath (via imfantasyparade)

(Source: quote-book)

It’s too late. We can’t win, they’ve gotten too powerful.

Abbie Hoffman 11/30/36 - 4/12/89