we’d probably die tonight if we didn’t have to fuckin’ survive

Reblogged from thisnoiseismusic with 71 notes

fuck these hippies

i want a goddamn beer and debauchery 

i just had a dream about cigarettes. i could smell Reds burn and it was beautiful. 

day 13. 

someone fuckin kill me.
(cigs are $9+ here.)

"

Well maybe I should of set my goals much

further than the likes of northern stars which

do burn for just one night

Maybe I should have mentioned that I was not

built for this kind of loving

"

(Source: cinemasavage)

Reblogged from grungdung with 46,724 notes

"…and I woke up in a fever so delirious
I’m in a patriotic panic. Where the fuck
at 5 o’clock in the morning can I buy
a big American flag?"

queerembraces:

David Wojnarowicz wore this jacket in 1988, just 4 years before he’d ultimately die from AIDS. Sadly, just a few years ago some of his artistic work was censored at the Smithsonian. People in power are still content to try and erase his history and the continued struggles of people with AIDS

"I imagine what it would be like if friends had a demonstration each time a lover or a friend or a stranger died of AIDS. I imagine what it would be like if, each time a lover, friend or stranger died of this disease, their friends, lovers or neighbors would take the dead body and drive with it in a car a hundred miles an hour to Washington D.C. and blast through the gates of the White House and come to a screeching halt before the entrance and dump their lifeless form on the front steps."

queerembraces:

David Wojnarowicz wore this jacket in 1988, just 4 years before he’d ultimately die from AIDS. Sadly, just a few years ago some of his artistic work was censored at the Smithsonian. People in power are still content to try and erase his history and the continued struggles of people with AIDS

"I imagine what it would be like if friends had a demonstration each time a lover or a friend or a stranger died of AIDS. I imagine what it would be like if, each time a lover, friend or stranger died of this disease, their friends, lovers or neighbors would take the dead body and drive with it in a car a hundred miles an hour to Washington D.C. and blast through the gates of the White House and come to a screeching halt before the entrance and dump their lifeless form on the front steps."

Reblogged from queerembraces with 61,536 notes

I’ll be wearing black tomorrow to celebrate my independence from the world and into Lucifer’s arms.

(Source: heckboy)

Reblogged from thewateryouwalk with 49,688 notes

Turns out this farm also grows pot.
Life is hilarious.