I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.

In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.

I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice.

I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard.

Each man's hell is in a different place: mine is just up and behind my ruined face.

Never get out of bed before noon.

Drinking is another way of thinking, another way of living. It gives you two lives instead of one.