You're My Wonderwall
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Women by Charles Bukowski

How-life writer and unrepentant alcoholic Henry Chinaski was born to survive. After decades of slacking off at low-paying dead-end jobs, blowing his cash on booze and women, and scrimping by in flea-bitten apartments, Chinaski sees his poetic star rising at last. Now, at fifty, he is reveling in his sudden rock-star life, running three hundred hangovers a year, and maintaining a sex life that would cripple Casanova.

With all of Bukowski’s trademark humor and gritty, dark honesty, this 1978 follow-up to Post Office and Factotum is an uncompromising account of life on the edge.

For the anon who wanted to know what book Harry was carrying
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"The happiest people are those who think the most interesting thoughts. Those who decide to use leisure as a means of mental development, who love good music, good books, good pictures, good company, good conversation, are the happiest people in the world. And they are not only happy in themselves, they are the cause of happiness in others."William Phelps  (via expeditum)

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Fresh x Modern x Boho
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She’s the voice I love to hear Someday when I’m ninety She’s that wooden rocking chair I want rocking right beside me Everyday that passes I only love her more Yeah, she’s the one That I’d lay down my own life for

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Queen Ella

you guys take rad photos seriously

Could she be ANY more perfect?

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