Baudelaire Slept Here.

"Daisy, DAisy- thrust in your dagger, do/ i'm half-crazy, all for the madness of you/ it won't be a stylish wake, the flowers would all be fake/ but you'd look quite swell, As we burn in hell/ in a sepulchre built for two."

The odd thing about this life is that you spend half your time trying to get people to listen to you and the rest of the time trying to get them to leave you the fuck alone.

— Tom Waits  (via bbook)

(Source: Guardian, via bbook)

A bike is a ‘pay as you go’ form of transport.

You expend a little energy now and you don’t need to buy so many Middle Eastern wars later.

—commentor karenfink on “Why aren’t younger Americans driving anymore?” washpo wonkblog, 22.04.13. (via citymaus)

“With the Mustache Man, On the carpet of his van/ You can feel fatty tissues, Giving way to sweaty hands” -CAKE

“With the Mustache Man,
On the carpet of his van/
You can feel fatty tissues,
Giving way to sweaty hands”
-CAKE

“Only a fool says in his heart, ‘There is no Galactic Lord Xenu’.” (Taken with Instagram)

“Only a fool says in his heart, ‘There is no Galactic Lord Xenu’.” (Taken with Instagram)

Graffiti within Graffiti- inception (Los Feliz) (Taken with Instagram)

Graffiti within Graffiti- inception
(Los Feliz) (Taken with Instagram)

View from the fire escape. (Taken with Instagram)

View from the fire escape. (Taken with Instagram)