Why does Ajax invariably end with me crying in a ball on the floor?

Sooo hungover

This doesn’t happen very often. Last night was cray. I can now confidently claim I’ve gotten into a fistfight in a dirty ‘shwa alley with complete stranger, woke up having no clue where my pants are only to be immediately thrown out into the street and of course puked out of a moving truck.

nevver: Typeverything

nevver:

Typeverything

(Source: jesswong.com)

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nevver: Loneliness will kill you

nevver:

Loneliness will kill you

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thesavagesgallery: William Turner (1775-1851) Fishermen at Sea, c.1976.  Tate Gallery, London, UK.

thesavagesgallery:

William Turner (1775-1851)

Fishermen at Sea, c.1976. 

Tate Gallery, London, UK.

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hragv: A view of artist Orly Genger, “Red, Yellow and Blue” (2013) in @MadSqParkNYC (at Madison Square Park)

hragv:

A view of artist Orly Genger, “Red, Yellow and Blue” (2013) in @MadSqParkNYC (at Madison Square Park)

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Wake up.Realize  I dreamed about her. Go back to sleep out of fear  of the world. Wake up again. Realize  I dreamed about her again.Check her blog. Cry. Die. Go back to sleep.

Why not just relax and become a mental patient? Institution of your choice. Drug of choice. Identity of choice.
Elizabeth Trundle (via nevver)

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Meet Me in the Bathroom - The Strokes


They were just two fucks in love
and baby that does not mean much

cavetocanvas: Zao Wou-Ki, And the earth was without form, 1957

cavetocanvas:

Zao Wou-Ki, And the earth was without form, 1957

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