I could never accept life as it was, I could never gobble down all its poisons bu there were parts, tenuous magic parts open for the asking.

There is nothing that teaches you more than regrouping after failure and moving on.

from the beginning, through the middle years and up to the end: too bad, too bad, too bad.

My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. ~ Falsely yours

I wasn't a misanthrope and I wasn't a misogynist but I liked being alone. It felt good to sit alone in a small space and smoke and drink. I had always been good company for myself.

I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories.

Do you hate people? I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.