my friend took a blunt to the face, he ended up in the hospital. it was weird, some guy just ran up and started mercilessly beating him with a blunt. i was so scared and didn’t know what to do. since then i’ve been straightedge
f is for friends who dont talk to you
u is for ur alone
n is for never having any plans at all, all i do is sit at home
I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.
— Charles Bukowski \ (via goldcherries)
are you from Tennessee?
because you look like a disgusting redneck
