My Dearest Holmes,
"All of us are desperate to feel something, anything, that we keep falling into each other and fucking each our way to the end of days." — Hank Moody
9 months ago
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"Poets are always taking the weather so personally."
— J. D. Salinger (via
lavish
)
(Source:
fishingboatproceeds
, via
linlies
)