"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often."
— Charles Bukowski (Tales of Ordinary Madness)
Saturday, December 12, 2009
hello how ya been?
Been focusing on life lately, got a car. getting new apartment. Things have been rough but good.
should have some new poems for ya tomorrow night as I have been writing again.
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