It’s a strange feeling knowing someone is separating themselves from you. That you’re growing apart from someone you care about. That they lack the love or compassion they once had for you. You can feel the wedge being driven in. And you question a lot of things. I regret complaining most days. Losing relationships is hard when you lack any in your life.
(via doinglineswithkatymoss)
This Flag Not Fondly Waving
by Charles Bukowskinow it’s computers and more computers
and soon everybody will have one,
3-year-olds will have computers
and everybody will know everything
about everybody else
long before they meet them
and so they won’t want to meet them.
nobody will want to meet anybody
else ever again
and everybody will be
a recluse
like i am now.
(via yunzi)
(via sirkatman)