your feelings aren’t in touch with the words that are coming out of your lungs

radioact-ive: This looks like heven nice
“On the dawn of my fifteenth year I was lying in that easy state between sleep and wake when the image of a half-drawn flower came into my head. I was entranced. Gradually, it grew and changed, lines appeared and disappeared. I could see the picture but not the hand that created it. It was your drawing, Griffin—the first of hundreds of pictures I witnessed without knowing who made them.”
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I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.
— Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)
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smokin a j with my gurl;)

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