Her violence frightened me. She always claimed that I was the jealous one, and I was often jealous, but when I saw things working against me I simply became disgusted and withdrew. Lydia was different. She reacted. She was the Head Cheerleader at the Game of Violence.
Charles BukowskiDaddy,' my mother asked, 'arenโt we going to run out of gas?' No thereโs plenty of god-damned gas.' Where are we going?' Iโm going to get some god-damed oranges!
Charles BukowskiExistence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work. Think of how many times you put on your underwear in a lifetime. It was appalling, it was disgusting, it was stupid.
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