01.20.13 /11:20/♥ 2532

Let there be a panorama of open eyes and bitter inflamed wounds.
Out in the world, no one sleeps. No one. No one.
I’ve said it before. No one sleeps.

~ Federico García Lorca, from Sleepless City (Brooklyn Bridge Nocturne), translation by Greg Simon and Steven F. White (via frenchtwist)

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Fucking grow up.

gabbyroars:

nigga-mannequin:

rhythmnoblues:

bullet-proof-idea:

I’m tired of self pity on my dash, i’m tired of starving bitches complaining how fat or ugly they are, i’m tired of people saying they wanna die and how bad their life are, kill yourself already or shut the fuck up. 98% of those people don’t have a fucking clue what a real problem is. WTF is wrong with you people? this is like a fucking spreading disease. grow up already.

i thought i was the only one

Damn

Holy

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12.24.12 /23:34/♥ 34981

Let there be a panorama of open eyes and bitter inflamed wounds. Out in the world, no one sleeps. No one. No one. I’ve said it before. No one sleeps.

Fucking grow up.

Let there be a panorama of open eyes and bitter inflamed wounds.
Out in the world, no one sleeps. No one. No one.
I’ve said it before. No one sleeps.