I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then.
—Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness (via seabois
That perfect girl is gone.
REBLOGGING FOR THE LAST FUCKING ONE
「 I wish I hadn’t let you go. 」
It comforted him to imagine her. Thinking of her, of holding her hand, of more colourful days, Shishio would drift into fitful sleep. But peace didn’t stay long these days. Somehow, even in dreams, reality always seemed to intervene. He would awaken to the silence of an empty apartment, and to the bitter aftertaste regret tended to leave in his mouth.
As long as she is with me, she’s just going to suffer even more. I took her in, but I confused her, I ended up hurting her. I can’t let that happen anymore.
(if i cannot reach the heavens,
can i still reach for you?)
Listen to Sensei (IP Man)
Kyo Itachi - Listen to Sensei (IP Man)