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diario-de-un-depresivo: “Era esa clase de tristeza, de tristeza enfermiza, esa en la que no te puedes sentir peor. Pienso que todos pasan por ella cada cierto tiempo, pero para mí es muy seguido, demasiado seguido.” — Charles Bukowski
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thecolorsofmymind: Find something you love and let it kill you. … Charles Bukowski Najpiękniejszy widok świata.
passius: booksontaptx: “Without literature, life is hell.” - Charles Bukowski passius: with or without, what’s the difference?
umidadinebbia: Photo @Umida di Nebbia “L’amore é un cane che viene dall’inferno” Charles Bukowsky
umidadinebbia: Photo @Umida di Nebbia “L’amore é un cane che viene dall’inferno” Charles Bukowski
animainsolitatheoriginal: Mi piacerebbe frustarti con la cintura sulle gambe, sul culo, sulle cosce. Vorrei farti tremare e piangere e poi, quando fossi tutta piangente e tremante, te lo sbatterei dentro in un gesto di amore puro Charles Bukowski
yil70: atenablogs: La infilai come se fosse poesia... e i suoi orgasmi erano dolci strofe… (Charles Bukowski) ❤️
sav3mys0ul: GPOYW - The Bukowski Edition (by Lee Crutchley | Quoteskine)
Charles Bukowski
rollingstone: How legendary tattoo artist (and Johnny Depp’s pal) Jonathan Shaw became the next Bukowski.
secretempires: suedetaxi: “I just want a hot cup of coffee, black, and I don’t want to hear about your troubles.”― Charles Bukowski YES
alwaysphilthy: “Of course I’d like to see you but I can promise you nothing. Neither sex or love or maybe not even understanding. But I would like to see you.” - Bukowski
ishotmywomandown:Mr. Bukowski.
theimpossiblecool: “Style is the answer to everything.” Charles Bukowski.
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gregorychatman: “Nobody can save you but yourself — and you’re worth saving. It’s a war not easily won but if anything is worth winning — this is it.”— Charles Bukowski August 16, 1920 - March 9, 1994
childofstar: “Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.” — Charles Bukowski
renadmk: “I look into myself and find perfect emptiness.” — Charles Bukowski, from You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense; “Zero,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
thelovejournals: “We really had nothing to do but drink wine and make love.” — Charles Bukowski, Factotum
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mrnishe: “We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing” — Charles Bukowski
backtowoodstock: “…Love breaks my bones and I laugh.” — Charles Bukowski, Fingernails; Nostrils; Shoelaces (via thequotejournals)
cherry-colored-funk: “Drink from the well of your self, and begin again.” — Charles Bukowski (via inspirationalmotivational)
young-dirty-paws: “I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.” — Charles Bukowski (via wordsnquotes)
akrofobicznie: “I know it’s impossible to explain this to you. I carry this terrible aching hell in my heart.” — Charles Bukowski, from a letter to Louise Webb featured in Screams From The Balcony: Selected Letters 1960 - 1970 (via q-x)
hirxeth: “A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.” — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via coral)
naturaekos: “The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it — basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.” — Charles Bukowski (via naturaekos)
c-h-a-r-l-e-s-b-u-k-o-w-s-k-i: “He asked, “What makes a man a writer?” “Well,” I said, “it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.” — Charles Bukowski
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thoughtkick: “I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.” — Charles Bukowski
c-h-a-r-l-e-s-b-u-k-o-w-s-k-i: “and we drink our coffee and pretend not to look at each other.” — Charles Bukowski, Luck
velvetnyc: “Some people like what you do, some people hate what you do, but most people simply don’t give a damn.” — Charles Bukowski (via velvetnyc)
quotemadness: “Let it die. Let there be a new beginning. It’s awful. Goodnight.” — Charles Bukowski
sunsetquotes: “It is only once in a while that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches yours at that moment.” — Charles Bukowski; Once in a while
quotemadness: “If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.” — Charles Bukowski
quotemadness: “It’s when you hide things that you choke on them.” — Charles Bukowski
roserpark: “I am not like other people. I am burning in hell. the hell of myself.” — Charles Bukowski, “Displaced.” (via wordsnquotes)
wordsnquotes: “…she had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.” — Charles Bukowski, Women
amargedom: “Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, “I’m not going to make it”. But you laugh inside, remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.” — Charles Bukowski (via naturaekos)
hirxeth: ““It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”” — Pulp, Charles Bukowski (via amargedom)
quotemadness: “Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stopped.” — Charles Bukowski
bsfnr: “I want to be with you, it is as simple, and as complicated as that.” — Charles Bukowski
c-h-a-r-l-e-s-b-u-k-o-w-s-k-i: “I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.” — Charles Bukowski
bsfnr: “I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid and the hard words I ever feared to say can now be said: I love you.” — Charles Bukowski
c-h-a-r-l-e-s-b-u-k-o-w-s-k-i: “I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how i offered you what was left of me.” — Charles Bukowski
c-h-a-r-l-e-s-b-u-k-o-w-s-k-i: “You have to die a few times before you can really live.” — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
monkofanam: “Those who escape hell however never talk about it, and nothing much bothers them after that.” – Charles Bukowski
aseaofquotes:Charles Bukowski, “Nobody But You”
purplebuddhaproject: “…I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.” — Charles Bukowski (via purplebuddhaquotes)
quotespile: “And yet women – good women – frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep.” — Charles Bukowski, Women
aniodi04: “… and we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything…” - Charles Bukowski.
what-strange-lives-we-live: “He asked, “What makes a man a writer?” “Well,” I said, “it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.” — Charles Bukowski
