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.
— Bukowski (via 6od) (via havent-got-a-prayer) (via killingbambi) (via misstugui) (via iwantmybearsuit) (via stirringofbirds)