I’ve been drunk pretty much every night since my birthday. I like life better this way, but something has got to change.
This is me complaining.
I’ll be drunk if I want to be. My birthday ends in about 4 1/2 hours. Only four people, not including the ones I told, had wish me a happy birthday. Now it’s just a countdown until legal alcoholism. Everyone sees I grew up to fast, but no one offers to keep me young. 365 days.
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.
— Charles Bukowski (via kingsrow)
I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I’m drowning in ellipses.
— Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies (via libraryland)
I got these tattoos for my grandmother that passed. I have others and we always joked about getting one with her initials on it when she died. She died at the young age of 62, I didn’t think it would be so soon that I would be fulfilling my promise. The sugar skulls represent The Day of the Dead in which the lives of the dead are celebrated, rather than mourning their passing. My grandparents were like my parents to me, and when my grandfather passes, I plan to ad his initials onto the man skull. Definitely my favourite tattoo I have.
I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means. I think it means ‘Don’t leave me here alone.’
— Neil Gaiman (via juanocallaghan)
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