sometimes u just gotta clean your room and apply an elaborate skincare routine and pretend that’s equivalent to getting ur life in order
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“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”— Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via coral)
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But I tried, didn’t I? Goddamnit, at least I did that.
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Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
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