seluleko
seluleko
Sam.
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Hi 👋. I'm Samantha🐑 South Africa 🌍 💄👙 I'm a proud Atheist 🐸🐍 🐇🐭 I'm an adventurer🌺🌺 🌏🌊China is destination. 🐑 I'd love 😍 to believe that I'm a historian 💌💐 I loooove books 📚 📙. CHARLES BUKOWSKI😍❤
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seluleko · 4 years ago
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Bukowski & Me
I read Bukowski
Must be a hundred times
And it gives me hope
To know that someone else
Like me
Despised this terrible place
With its terrible people
And its terrible ways
But it gives me hope as I say
To know that someone else understood
The drink
The drugs
The women
And being alone
And being
Just fine
With that
Better to be alone
With drink
With drugs
With women
And understand why
Than to be
In terrible company
In a terrible place
With terrible people
And their terrible ways
And to be completely
And utterly
Misunderstood
Much better
To be
Alone
Like Bukowski
And me
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seluleko · 5 years ago
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“I don’t speak that language anymore and that too is a massacre that I am bathing in.”
— Joel François, “Haiti”
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seluleko · 5 years ago
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Marnix.
“You asked if you should call. I asked if I should visit. We both fell back into our whiskey, neither of us thinking this would be the last time we didn’t say goodbye.”
— Jared Singer, from Forgive Yourself These Tiny Acts of Self-Destruction
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seluleko · 5 years ago
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“I have long since forgiven your lies. I have long since forgiven my body for failing, for breaking. Maybe forgiveness is transitive.”
— Jared Singer, from Forgive Yourself These Tiny Acts of Self-Destruction
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seluleko · 5 years ago
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Recovery vs. relapse is such a vicious cycle 
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seluleko · 5 years ago
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“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.”
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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Visit me in my dreams. So you can tell me what form your soul takes when it leaves your body. That way, it’ll be easier for me to find you — in another world or another time. I’ll be staring at the stars like you told me to, waiting patiently for any sign of you, my lighthouse.
I love you forever, Marnix.
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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War cats in hammocks. Known as ship’s cat, these heroic felines have been a common feature on ships since ancient times. They are of value not only for providing protection from rodents, but also as morale boosters.The spread of mass communication during World War II, led to a number of ship’s cats becoming celebrities in their own right. (Source)
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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“I am in love with reciprocity. I eat you eat. I starve you starve. I hunt we live.”
— Dave Harris, from Patricide
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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“I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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I’m not a survivor, I’m a victim. A survivor finds the will to live again. I am trying to find reasons to stop what is left of me from flowing out of my wrists. 118 00 000 seconds and I can barely find the will to breathe.
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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found this today! i did this when i was in high school. it’s a drawing of noah and allie from the notebook. the two are drawn with the words “if i’m a bird, you’re a bird” over and over, and the background has a few quotes from the movie. done in a felt pen.
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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soliloquy of the solipsist, sylvia plath
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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Grieving for someone who is alive is bad and enough.
Imagine grieving for someone who’s never coming back.
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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I wanted him.
I really wanted him.
But you don’t know what you don’t know so I wasn’t missing out.
Sorry to my unknown lover. - @seluleko
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seluleko · 6 years ago
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“A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?”
— Oscar Wilde (via quotemadness)
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