January 2012
“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”
—Charles Bukowski (via girlwithoutwings)
365 Film Challenge: 029/365
Heathers (1989)
“Dear diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count. Everybody’s sad…but it’s kind of a weird kind of sad. Suicide gave Heather depth, Kurt a soul, and Ram a brain. I don’t know what it’s given me, but I have no control over myself when I’m with J.D. Are we going to prom or to hell?”
I haven't been baked in ages
huff
