rolandalfred2nd:

givemeinternet:

In honor of the two conflicting holidays

snoop on a another level 

(via brandedfingers)

no, it’s the continuing series of small tragedies
that send a man to the
madhouse…
not the death of his love
but a shoelace that snaps
with no time left …
The dread of life
is that swarm of trivialities
that can kill quicker than cancer
and which are always there -
license plates or…

“When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don’t seem to matter very much, do they?”
— Virginia Woolf  (via deforest)

(via deforest)