(via gaucamole)

(Source: bathofbleach, via gaucamole)

There’s a shield around us, it’s invisible and soundless.

And we drink too much and fuck too soon, smoke cigarettes in rented rooms.

We quit our jobs and shoot the moon, and cut our wrists and sleep till noon. 

imprecise:

Life is a sinecure (by {E}mma)

imprecise:

Life is a sinecure (by {E}mma)

(Source: zincs, via cruciatum)