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Carefree catastrophe from London, England. I do not claim any copyrights to any photos, videos, music or files etc. that appear on omydays.tumblr.com I'm just another art-photography-music-lover searching to be inspired and hoping to inspire you. In other words, this blog is purely for personal artistic expression by means of juxtaposing a thematic collection of found images, feel free to reblog it all. I also run three other tumblr's omyeyes, omyunicorn and ineedacutefix but this is my blog tumblr, so I will follow you via this account...

can't find the exit

No wonder you're late.
Why, this watch is exactly two days slow.


“Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.”
― Charles Bukowski

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"That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen." 

― Charles Bukowski, Women


"I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought huge quantities. I could feel them wondering why I wasn’t dead yet and it made me uncomfortable. They probably weren’t thinking any such thing, but then a man gets paranoid when he has 300 hangovers a year." 

― Charles Bukowski, Women


"It’s like a movie, I thought, like a fucking movie. It seemed funny to me. It felt as if we were on camera. I liked it. It was better than the racetrack, it was better than the boxing matches. We kept drinking." 

― Charles Bukowski, Women



Someone give me something to do tomorrow? 

eatyourpie posted this

Me too… Otherwise I’ll most likely end up repeating today again tomorrow.



Confessions of an alcoholic 

whiskeymonologues:

Never did I see myself in this circle wearing my sweat shirt and jeans on a sunny Friday morning. Usually I am at the comfort of my home having a few drinks – at regular intervals. I don’t actually consider this a problem mainly because such actions has a deeper meaning. A soulful explanation if heard all things will be in context.

You see, alcohol is the only thing that keeps me sane. It helps me relax and unwind from the busy world I call reality. On the other side of such appalling ideology lies a magnificent world wherein everything is in order. It becomes the perfect escape from the devastating arena we often encounter in our waking life. Visiting such paradise has become a habit of mine. Such euphoria tends to wane after some time so I have to reinforce myself to be consistent. 

Who dares enter the realm of truth? It only depicts the world which we grew so weary of. Although it has its good moments from time to time, such predicaments stand out amongst the crowd of disappointments. I refuse to live in such state – miserable and devoid of emotions.

So I choose to drink.

Submitted by Coffee + Cigarettes.



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