i never wanted to hurt a niggaunless ya come flexin' that trigga
i dig ya that grave on east side of town
lay ya six feet underground.
— Nathanael West, The Day of the Locust (thank you, becauseimreallythisbored)
(Source: the-final-sentence)
“Preserve life through loathing
Awaken hope within hatred
Wrest insight from outrage”
“No home, no bed.
Nowhere to hang my head.
I don’t care what they say
I made a choice for me.”
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
i try to fight it
through living lies
how can this be
everyone just makes me sick.
Harm’s Way - Repression.
(Source: cursedwithplague)
