ginnyslife:

this is just perfect.

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“My dear, I think of you always and at night I build myself a warm nest of things I remember and float in your sweetness till morning.”

Zelda Fitzgerald, letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald, mid-November 1931 

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nancycatmewmew:

Today I finished reading Charles Bukowski’s The Last Night of the Earth Poems and I scanned a couple of my favorites.

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evolution-revolution-love:

charles bukowski, bone palace ballet

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amandaonwriting:

Writing Quotes on Notebooks from SparrowNestScript

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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
Sylvia Plath (via angerr)

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And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. Darkness and decay, and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
Edgar Allan Poe (via gothicrealm)
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She lives the poetry she cannot write.
Oscar Wilde (via modernise)

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He asked, ‘What makes a writer?’ ‘Well,’ I said, ‘it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.’
Charles Bukowski (via loldriana)

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