It's A Fucked up life, may as well enjoy it.
cigarettes are the only material item I truly love.
It's A Fucked up life, may as well enjoy it.
mrs-alicejones:

Loner
I fancy time away from people. Yes, I seek the company of solitude, and celebrate it’s desolation. Large parties and 9-5 jobs resoundingly prove that nothing quite defines a man’s character like his ability to spend time by himself in comfort and success. Each human’s mind is her own experience. Majority of the population swallows the truth like bitter medicine. That truth?  We must survive ourselves. What if I tell you requiring company to quell boredom is one of the few true sins? I personally despise a leech, and while every lass needs a steady partner to help her escape the Devil’s due, the good ones come few and far between. So yes rejoice when you find a proper friend that fits your natural soul, but know the most trustworthy partner a soul will find in this strange world is himself. 
Q: What's your smoke?
Asked by coldicehotwater
The night I took this picture I wrote myself a note saying, “One way or another I am adventuring tonight. I need this city to turn me on like a fire cracker.”
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"Lay down, why not prosper tomorrow, tomorrow is always lovely."
Devin Hamilton Ten Word Story (via wonderlandfronteir)