The Name of The Rose is merely a blip on an otherwise uninterrupted downward...– Sick Boy, Trainspotting (via unpunk) God. I need to read that.
Those who hate most fervently must have once loved deeply; those who want to...– Kurt Tucholsky (via unpunk)
And it’s not “clever lonely” (like Morrissey) or “interesting Lonely” (like...– Chuck Klosterman (via unpunk)
I don’t hate people, I just feel better when they aren’t around.– Charles Bukowski (via unpunk)
Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to...– Sylvia Plath (via willowing)
I’m falling down And fifteen thousand people scream They were all begging for your dream. // Muse.