March 2011
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“i sit here drunk now. i am a series of small victories and large defeats and i am as amazed as any other that i have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse. as i drink alone again tonight my soul despite all the past agony thanks all the gods who were not there for me then.”
—(Charles Bukowski (The People...
other people see some evil intention, but the...
i can feel that he’s the type of person, the type of man who wants to take care of someone. he’s offered this side to me, but it’s not mine for the taking. and even if it were, i don’t know if i could accept it. it breaks my heart.
when i was younger, i thought a boy would come along and save me from my life, from my family, from myself. i grew up getting the shit...
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