Woke up this morning and it seemed to me that every night turns out to be a little more like Bukowski and yeah, I know he’s a pretty good read, but god, who’d wanna be such an asshole?
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All that icing, all that cake, I can’t make it to your wedding, but I’m sure that I’ll be at your wake! And also, lovely...
kicking against the pricks
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