Charles Bukowski, “Screams From the Balcony” (via victoriasavill)
Unknown (via rainydaysandblankets)
I’m not quite sure what is wrong with me today. I feel melancholy. I’ve reached a point of sadness for the first time at uni that I’ve never reached before. Maybe it’s the novelty of uni life and friends wearing off, maybe it’s the need to feel the comfort of home, maybe it’s the weather. Or maybe it’s a combination of those. I just don’t feel comfortable in myself at the moment.
i like kissing
I’m drunk but not that much. What is more revealing, is the opinions of other drunk people. People who look at my texts when they think i’m ‘drunk’ and people who take pictures of me, that reveals the real them