So, thatโs what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. Thatโs what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.
Charles BukowskiWe are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
Charles BukowskiThere will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken.
Charles Bukowski