Into The Void
"Sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.”
― Vladimir Nabokov
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via fuckinq)
(Source: piezea, via infra-redd)
I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it.