Banana Yoshimoto, Lizard
The night kept coming on in and there was nothing I could do.
Charles Bukowski (via requiemforthepast)
James Dean photographed by Sanford Roth, 1955.
I have been bent and broken, but — I hope — into a better shape.
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via aestheticintrovert)
i love portraits like these because it is very hard to get a cat to look at the camera, but when you do it’s like, dang, they have an interior world in there
Or exactly where mine was supposed to be.