I felt a tremendous distance between me and everything real.
Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary (via cjhwang)
I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.
Fear not. What is not real, never was and never will be. What is real, always was and cannot be destroyed.
I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
You are free and that is why you are lost.