January 2009
The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset...
– Bill Murray, Lost in Translation (via spaceships) (via unicornology) (via damages)
Monologue at 3 AM
Better that every fiber crack and fury make head, blood drenching vivid couch, carpet, floor and the snake-figured almanac vouching you are a million green counties from here, than to sit mute, twitching so under prickling stars, with stare, with curse blackening the time goodbyes were said, trains let go, and I, great magnanimous fool, thus wrenched from my one kingdom.
by Sylvia Plath
Everything’s getting so unbearable, I can’t even stand my own...
I try to lie as much as I can when I’m interviewed. It’s reverse...
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River Phoenix
I’m running out of everything now. Out of veins, out of money.
– William S. Burroughs