I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often. Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness (via loveandeloquence)
Kim and North leaving their apartment in Soho, New York 8/12/14
My friend’s dog had 14 puppies. This is how they’re kept out of trouble while she cleans the house
oh my god
correct representation of how I handle everything.