She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn’t have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be.
 Charles Bukowski, Factotum (via larmoyante)














danglingthpider:

cclarissaa:

ungracefullys:

frails:

fuck I want this

THEY’RE FRENCH FRY BODY PILLOWS YOU CAN PRETEND ITS A BOY BUT ITS FOOD AND THAT SUMS UP MY ENTIRE LIFE

My mom suggested ketchup packet pillows…

you could have some epic Jedi battles with those