Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via feellng)
You have to die a few times before you can really
why the fuck cant i have a best friend who lives 30 seconds away from me who always comes over and we just stay at each others houses whenever movies are so deceiving
All grown-ups were once children… but only few of them remember it.
The Little Prince
why do things have to cost money
ordering food is so stressful
I don’t even get to experience the friend-zone because nobody wants to be my friend