tie-dye my skin
I'm prying open my third eye and my spirit is crying for leaving
Hunter S. Thompson’s Daily Routine
Here’s a sample daily routine for the gonzo journalist (note that it begins at 3pm).
"Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the “good life”, whatever it is and wherever it happens to be."
Hunter S. Thompson (via in-ti-macy)
(Source: ev-anouir)
"I wanted to take off all my clothes and never wear them again."
- Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diaries (via subconscious-experience)
(Source: kydia)
"I felt a tremendous distance between me and everything real."
Hunter S. Thompson (via nirvikalpa)
(Source: delicatelybruised)
"All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name."
Hunter S. Thompson (via youngfolksociety)
(Source: thesweetestspots)
