Other Girls:respectable Hut At The Edge Of The Village, Uncursing Wells, Turning Into A Black Cat To

other girls: respectable hut at the edge of the village, uncursing wells, turning into a black cat to steal into a tyrant’s bedchambers and assassinate him in his sleep

me: no familiar, crushing my herbs with a rock i picked up outside, trying to make casual conversation with crows but they keep predicting my death instead

when you fuck up and realize there’s nothing you can do so you just accept it

you come into my basement…. you disrespect my ufo poster

Don’t look away. Look straight at everything. Look it all in the eye, good and bad.

Henry Miller, from Dear, Dear Brenda: The Love Letters Of Henry Miller to Brenda Venus (via bunnyclub)