“I was glad I wasn’t in love, that I wasn’t happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers.”
Don’t stop dreaming ✨✨🗻
coffee & kush
I dok zvezde gasi vetar lipa
Ja se smrti divim
Ona mi se čini jedina čista
I ponosna sudbina muška
Llewyn: “The world is divided into two kinds of people: those who divides world into two kinds of people…”
Jean: “And losers!”
it’s like awakening a bear in winter
to feel the reckoning of hunger’s splinter
(via weed-holic)