I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.
Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via wizlaqueefa)
(Source: larmoyante, via fuck-yeah-existentialism)
I terribly need to see something beautiful in this world soon
look outside look at the sky there’s beauty in everything there’s beauty in the muddy grass for god’s sake’s or i’m just a weirdo,
nah both probably
(via l-aurora)
Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.
Charles Bukowski, from Selected Letters Vol. 4 (via deaths-and-entrances)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via l-aurora)
