February 2012
“She is no longer the beautiful woman she was. She sends photos of herself...”
– Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell (via lastdaysofmagic)
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i watch the sunrise and sunsets on days i can. on days i have off, on days i cant sleep. on days i need to feel and let go and breathe. being solitary is something you just get used to, but its really getting bad when i just don’t want to be, around, at all.
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“We were together. I forget the rest.”
– Walt Whitman (via speak-quite-a-storm)
