June 2012
29 posts
“We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain.”
—Charles Bukowski
“For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.”
—Virginia Woolf, The Waves. (via quiescences)
“She’s mad, but she’s magic.”
—
Charles Bukowski
“in this room
the hours of love
still make shadows.” —
the hours of love
still make shadows.” —
Charles Bukowski, The Pleasures of the Damned: Poems
“Don’t let perfect be the enemy of the good.
– Voltaire” —
– Voltaire” —
