May 2012
I think the reason I’m always so lonely is that I’ve never, ever had a friend with whom I shared interests. I’ve been really fond of people in the past who had the same taste in music, movies, humor, etc. as me (which are important too) but I think the reason I’ve never been satisfied is because the things I’m really passionate about are not passions anyone I know...
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Find what you love and let it kill you.
– Charles Bukowski (via nocternity)
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Sigh, why is almost everyone I know so stupid?
April 2012