“Don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
Unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.When it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.There is no other way.
And there never was.”
— Charles Bukowski
(Source: xhezzi)
There’s something cool about seeing my sir name written like this when I’m driving.
Just laying in bed listening to music on shuffle while I wait for the Office (US) version buffer before I start work at 3.
This song just came on. If you’ve ever appreciated The Simpsons you should get your hands on this album - The Simpsons Sing the Blues.
I remember when I was a kid, we went on holiday one year and this was the only CD I took with me. I would be listening to my walkman by the pool, singing along to every god damn word. Turns out, I still know them all.
