In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.
Gradually I came to realize that my understanding of women goes only as far as the pleasure is concerned.
beware those quick to praise for they need praise in return beware those who are quick to censor they are afraid of what they do not know beware those who seek constant crowds for they are nothing alo...
Some people never go crazy. Me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch for 3 or 4 days. They'll find me there. It's Cherub, they'll say, and they pour wine down my throat rub my chest sprinkle me wi...
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.
be it peace or happinesslet it enfold you
There was something aboutthat city, thoughit didn't let me feel guiltythat I had no feeling for thethings so many others
The best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behindcan never quite understand why anybodywould ever want to get away
Sometimes there's nothing to sayaboutdeath.
Sometimes I hate you, she said.
Love be damned nowas love was damned when itfirst arrived.
Jan was an excellent fuck...she had a tight pussy and she took it like it was a knife that was killing her.
If you get married they think you'refinished
Eleven months.now she's gonegone as they go.
And even the trees we walkedunderseemedless thantreesand more like everythingelse.
A good bookcan make an almostimpossibleexistence,liveable( from 'the luck of the word' )
What? You’d dare drink right after getting out of jail for intoxication?That’s when you need a drink the most.
Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.
The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were f...
Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.