June 2012
She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
– Neil Gaiman (via ayeinnoc)
But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want...
– Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
I felt a tremendous distance between me and everything real.
– Hunter S. Thompson (via nephridia)
In the ghetto, during the months of June and July...
dannylocs:
abigailiagiba:
adreeezy:
real shit.
Lol
if you live in the ghetto long enough you can tell the difference