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someone come smoke a cigarette with me. i can’t sleep.
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Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with...
– From Ode to a Nightingale, by John Keats (via damian—t)
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It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
– Charles Bukowski, Pulp (via piiss)
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get me intoxicated now.