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 theworstday)
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teetering back and forth between decison and the choice to say [fuck it].
and i've never felt so lost but hopeful.
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 theworstday)
(Source: girlgoesgrrr, via kletva)
Bukowski WOULD say that. My man.