You drink like you have to forget something.
The saddest shit ever said. (via dvadeset-sedmi-august)
Maybe a damned good night’s sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. But at the moment, I look about this room and, like myself, it’s all in disarray: things fallen out of place, cluttered, jumbled, lost, knocked over and I can’t put it straight, don’t
want to.

Charles Bukowski (via alcools)