All the ways you wish you could be… That’s me. I look how you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck. I am smart, capable and, most importantly, I’m free in all the ways you’re not. People do it every day. They talk to themselves, they see themselves as they’d like to be. They don’t have the courage you have to just run with it. Naturally you’re still wrestling with it, so sometimes, you’re still you. Other times, you still imagine you’re watching me. Little by little, you’re just letting yourself become… Tyler Durden.
(via imsoverysickened)
omg baby *-*
(Source: nopelime, via tigerlilyofthevalley)
The story of man
Makes me sick
Inside, outside,
I don’t know why
Something so conditional
And all talk
Should hurt me so.
I am hurt
I am scared
I want to live
I want to die
I don’t know
Where to turn
In the Void
And when
To cut
Out
For no Church told me
No Guru holds me
No advice
Just stone
Of New York
And on the cafeteria
We hear
The saxophone
O dead Ruby
Died of Shot
In Thirty Two,
Sounding like old times
And de bombed
Empty decapitated
Murder by the clock.
And I see Shadows
Dancing into Doom
In love, holding
TIght the lovely asses
Of the little girls
In love with sex
Showing themselves
In white undergarments
At elevated windows
Hoping for the Worst.
I can’t take it
Anymore
If I can’t hold
My little behind
To me in my room
Then it’s goodbye
Sangsara
For me
Besides
Girls aren’t as good
As they look
And Samadhi
Is better
Than you think
When it starts in
Hitting your head
In with Buzz
Of glittergold
Heaven’s Angels
Wailing
Saying
We’ve been waiting for you
Since Morning, Jack
Why were you so long
Dallying in the sooty room?
This transcendental Brilliance
Is the better part
(of Nothingness
I sing)
Okay.
Quit.
Mad.
Stop.
— Jack Kerouac, Bowery Blues (via recognizedsaint)
(via iamapatientboy)
Oh my darling Clementine
Joel: I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: Okay.
chloe-jayde:
Is it too much to ask to just look a little like Kate Winslet?