I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
― Ernest Hemingway (via cerceos)
When someone’s flaws are not flaws in your eyes, you’re fucked.
Sunday nights are the worst you go to bed with that horrifying feeling of impending doom like “I’ve got a whole fucking week ahead”
Painfully average looking with a great sense of humor and always down to get drunk