She laughs
Holding her cigarette
High in the air
Smoke sifting off
Ignored
And we are in bed together
Laughing
And we don’t care
About anything
And it’s very
Very funny.
Holding her cigarette
High in the air
Smoke sifting off
Ignored
And we are in bed together
Laughing
And we don’t care
About anything
And it’s very
Very funny.
― Charles Bukowski. (via younghair)
(Source: hooraythebluesofeveryone)
Anonymous: Hello, how are you?
I have chipotle in front of my face right now so I’d say things are going pretty good
I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She could fade and wither - I didn’t care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via catholicschoolprincess)

