Sometimes, I do fall apart too.

hi i'm
ann,

i sound much happier here.

Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you’re allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It’s like killing yourself, and then you’re reborn. I guess I’ve lived about ten or fifteen thousand lives now.

Charles Bukowski (via feellng)

(via queenofawk)

Eventually all things fall into place. Until then, laugh at the confusion, live for the moments, and know everything happens for a reason.

I wonder whats wrong with me. Sometimes I just keep wanting to go deeper and deeper into the world of self destruction. Like as if I want to see myself fail completely and disappear.

—Daul Kim  (via er-c)

(Source: c-ovet, via eletheowl)