The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours,...– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
Ricorda, o cittadino, questa data e spiegala ai tuoi figli e ai figli dei tuoi...– resistenza
Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months....– Tom Waits (via thepinesaredancing)
I miss you because you were my friend. No one understands. You would have.
I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard.– Unknown