Hate is a lot like love. It’s warm and fills you up until every part of you is tingling to release it.
Heather Demetrios, Something Real (via trippsonfire)
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
Charles Bukowski (via quota-tions)
"The Devoreur" 2013, colored pencils on paper, cm 66x46
NATURAMA, Roq La Rue Gallery, Seattle, November 7th - November 30th