me in class: wait what happened
me in class: what do we do
me in class: what do we write
me in class: when's the test
me in class: what is this
me in class: how do you do this
me in class: what
I am so sorry to all the people I hurt while I was hurting.
My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours
Charles Bukowski (via kushtrimthaqi)
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