"Without me, all you’re doing is smoking pot in the forest in a flannel shirt and a hipster beard, like a fat Bon Iver. The fucking Jack Johnson of Wisconsin"

— Cal’s girlfriend, Orange is the new black (via artbeatofmysoul707)

(via chortletortoise)

"

Carrion
In a moment I’m lost
Dying from the inside
Her eyes take me away
Tear me apart from the inside out
Dead eyes speak in volumes?
But our lips refuse to move
Could this ever be the last time?
The final time that we see this through?

Give me the strength to return
Return the breath you’ve stolen
Give me the means to reset
Her heart I’ve broken again
Reflection built upon sorrow
We’re walking the darkest roads
Within chests carved with regret

In a moment I’ve lost
Dying from the inside
Her eyes take me away
Tear me apart from the inside out
From the inside out
The inside out

We’ve been running blind
Now we’re falling through the cracks
We’re left running
We are running blind
Now we’re falling
Falling through the cracks

Back to the world of the dead
Her shining eyes mark our return back
To the world of the dead
In a moment I’ve lost
Drowning from the inside
Her eyes take me away
Tear me apart
From the inside out

My love I left
My heart I left
With my promise to return
A promise to return

"

— Carrion - Parkway Drive

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(via klonazepam)

xdisappearherex:

"You’re not ever gonna know me."

xdisappearherex:

"You’re not ever gonna know me."

"If I let myself care about someone, they’ll leave me, push me away, or die. That’s the way it’s been, and always will be."

— Rules Of Attraction (via unrainly)

"Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish."

— Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via rauchwolken)

(Source: splitterherzen, via writingsforwinter)

"What doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive."

— C.C (via psych-facts)

(via klonazepam)

"You know the typical crowd, Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there? Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!"

— Charles Bukowski (via klonazepam)

(Source: stxxz, via klonazepam)