"I don’t know what is going to become of me. I have no trade, no future.
Sick, depressed, blackly, heavily depressed."
— Charles Bukowski, Captain is Out to Lunch
Sick, depressed, blackly, heavily depressed."
-
poisonintheattic liked this
-
harrison-avenue reblogged this from depressionparty
-
whatsoeverpleasesme liked this
-
stigas reblogged this from depressionparty
-
boringparties liked this
-
drunkonstolenwine liked this
-
cigarroenlaboca reblogged this from depressionparty
-
kimono reblogged this from depressionparty
-
6blindmen reblogged this from depressionparty
-
cynically-yours reblogged this from depressionparty
-
dazed-hellion reblogged this from depressionparty
-
misantropoide reblogged this from depressionparty
-
misantropoide liked this
-
themeanderinglion reblogged this from dianesalute
-
a-e-s-t-h-e-t-e reblogged this from depressionparty
-
fleurdeambigue reblogged this from depressionparty
-
des-construcao reblogged this from depressionparty
-
dianesalute reblogged this from depressionparty
-
0utgettingribs liked this
-
jfiya liked this
-
a-e-s-t-h-e-t-e liked this
-
wmfdays liked this
-
jhnjhnnllyn reblogged this from depressionparty
-
virevoltant liked this
-
shittingonthetoilet liked this
-
avinalaf liked this
-
monstruo-come-lunas liked this
-
whyexistence liked this
-
depressionparty posted this
