February 2012
me: do you want to hang out friday when you get off at 10 cause you don't work saturday?
me: also, i stalk you.
my boyfriend: yes. and that's ok.
All My Friends Are Funeral Singers
January 2012
Sometimes, I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow; there’s nothing behind my...
– Sylvia Plath (via hypnobate)
Kill yourself, surprise your friends!
You’re not dead, but you’re not alive either. You’re a ghost with a beating...
– Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls (via atrialflutters)
It would have started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you...
– Haruki Murakami (via atrialflutters)
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Many ideas turn into lifelong disfigurements.
– Thomas Bernhard, Frost. (via sunwheel)
verluste:
the man in my book kills whores, fucks them the next few days when they are dead and then cut them open to put a living bird inside of them. my life is so boring.
… since you would save none of me, I bury some of you.
– John Donne, from “The Funeral” (via brutalite)
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i.have.been.looking.for.a.KILLER.
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awww you’re such a cute, needy slut.
– marc (nvmerotredici)