bruised bones
I’m the one who ruined me: I did it myself.
- Haruki Murakami (via lacedupchanel)
we need so much.
if we only knew
what it
was.
it is
probably
everything
and we will all
probably die
trying to get
it
or die
because we
don’t get
it.
I hope
you will understand
when I am dead
I got
as much
as
possible.
- Charles Bukowski, The Roominghouse Madrigals: Early Selected Poems, 1946-1966 (via hellanne)