Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
—Charles Bukowski (via all-the-ways-things-are)
do you ever accidentally listen a really bad cover pop up on 8tracks or something and just think “I don’t need to put myself through this”