So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on the shore and merely existed?
Hunter S. Thompson (via christumbleston)
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So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on the shore and merely existed?
Hunter S. Thompson (via christumbleston)
I have a secret life that’s secret only to me. It’s the nights I can’t remember that I’m remembered for.
-Mishka Shubaly (via citylightscomebackinjune)
I saw the best mind of my generation run down by the drunken taxi-cab of absolute reality.
Mozzie
A lot of people thought I was dead but, hey, you don’t write any postcards when you’re on a road to self discovery.
Lazlo, Where the Buffalo Roam (via whole-e-stick)
Thematic, as of late.
At least there’s whiskey.
Her love lacked the quality romance or poverty to make be believe she was worth all the life in me
Be miserable. Or motivate yourself. Whatever has to be done, it’s always your choice.
Wayne Dyer (via fyp-psychology)
Amen.
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To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
Oscar Wilde (via lazypacific)
…I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Pablo Neruda, “The Saddest Poem” (via wordsnquotes)