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50s design handmade cushion by Helen Bowden.

Via www.saltdeep.blogspot.co.uk

aportatextiles:

Cactus shelf #aportashop #aporta #planters #plants #cactus #cacti #crystal #southsun #garden #citygarden #desert #studio #teenytiny

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San Gorgonio Pass, 1981

Richard Misrach

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themaninthegreenshirt:

“I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room - I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful - awful beyond all - but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I’ve never been bothered with because I’ve always had this terrible itch for solitude. It’s being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I’ll quote Ibsen, “The strongest men are the most alone.” I’ve never thought, “Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I’ll feel good.” No, that won’t help. You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupefy themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn’t want to hide in factories. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!”  Charles Bukowski

themaninthegreenshirt:

“I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room - I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful - awful beyond all - but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I’ve never been bothered with because I’ve always had this terrible itch for solitude. It’s being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I’ll quote Ibsen, “The strongest men are the most alone.” I’ve never thought, “Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I’ll feel good.” No, that won’t help. You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupefy themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn’t want to hide in factories. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!”  Charles Bukowski

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I want to get a vending machine, with fun sized candy bars, and the glass in front is a magnifying glass. You’ll be mad, but it will be too late.
Mitch Hedberg (via buildings-on-fire)

moriahari:

HOLY SHIT

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npr:

nevver:

American gothic, NOLA by streetlight

Source: The New York Times

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Oh dear, just heard Ed Sheeran’s version of Wayfaring Stranger

thinking of India
looking at popcorn stands
watching the bull get the matador
that’s the best
the worst and the best - Charles Bukowski