February 2012
103 posts
foolintherainz:
I awoke last night to the sound of thunder How far off I sat and wondered Started humming a song from 1962 Ain’t it funny how the night moves
“I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.”
– Charles Bukowski (via monstersinyourcloset)
“All I want is blackness. Blackness and silence.”
– Sylvia Plath (via harmonys-hell)
