sjwalton:

Somewhere some place in London or at home, I forget where.

disposable camera

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showslow:

Skulls by Ali Gulec.

Excuse me, I’m having a geekgasm right now.

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Pink Floyd, posters.

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I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.
— Jack Kerouac   (via acideyedrops)

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I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. ”
— Charles Bukowski
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When I like people immensely, I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvellous to us.
— The Picture of Dorian Gray

kittywithablog:

love this

Best thing I’ve seen all day

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