"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)
Sunday, April 22, 2012
the doom and the damn torment
So my girl goes through spells of loving me and the outright ignoring me... good times. I fucking hate waking up
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