persona non grata

Epitaph of the soul.
Perpetual struggle betweenMan vs. Self.

Perpetual struggle between
Man vs. Self.

(Source: trysh-monika)

I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting.

—Franny and Zooey, J.D. Salinger (via dancinguponthearchitecture)

(via unfinishedsentence)

Walk with a Strang(er).

I remember one night when I was far from home,
I followed a stranger after the clubs had closed. 
I was intoxicated and so was he,
I don’t believe he noticed me.
But then he turned around and asked,
“Why are you following me?”
I answered him, “I don’t know.”
“But you trust me enough to show you where to go.” 

catsdrinkcoffeetoo: fluffmyb0ner: nickthedinosaur: So yesterday I went to Starbucks because I had like four dollars in my wallet and I was thirsty. Anyways, after the lady took my order like usual they ask you what your name is right? Well being me and all in my head I was like “The name Nick is too boring let’s spice this mother fucker up”. So I told the lady my name was Voldemort in the most calm way I could and for like two minutes she looked at me like I was fucking crazy. So I awkwardly walked away and sat down for like another five minutes or so until my drink came, and when I looked at the name on the cup I couldn’t help but to laugh for the longest time. Win Best ever

catsdrinkcoffeetoo:

fluffmyb0ner:

nickthedinosaur:

So yesterday I went to Starbucks because I had like four dollars in my wallet and I was thirsty. Anyways, after the lady took my order like usual they ask you what your name is right? Well being me and all in my head I was like “The name Nick is too boring let’s spice this mother fucker up”. So I told the lady my name was Voldemort in the most calm way I could and for like two minutes she looked at me like I was fucking crazy. So I awkwardly walked away and sat down for like another five minutes or so until my drink came, and when I looked at the name on the cup I couldn’t help but to laugh for the longest time.

Win

Best ever

(via noarhfeefarhazali)

Time just seems to be an illusion, deluding me into thinking I’m far from the “past”, one step away from the “future”. I walk this path of parallel reality alone, where Time does not exist.

Sad eyes and crooked smiles

Scrutinize the crowd of faceless faces and see there, the creature with the sad eyes and crooked smile. 
Ask him why he is sad and he will reply, “I know too much of this world…yet nothing at all. I know enough to realize that nothing matters no matter what you know. And you know, and I know, you know, I know….”
You speak perfect nonsense, paradoxical beauties of existence.
I am Everything! I am Nothing.
I am dead, yet my corpse is still breathing.
An exceptional actor this one. Empty dialogues, fabricated joys…crooked smiles. 
The story ends when the sun rises and 
We are drained.