I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea. (via petite-ben)
You eat better, you perform better, you feel better, you look better. It all ties together.
When you’re young, thunderstorms seem scary. Like the sky is angry at you. But now that I’m older, something about its roar soothes me; it’s comforting to know that even nature needs to scream sometimes.
i’m the guy who shoots the bullet through the CDs to make the hole