While looking for the light, you may suddenly be devoured by the darkness and find the true light

I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death.

And as far as I can see the world is too old for us to talk about it with our new words.

It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.

I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.

It is not my fault that certain so-called bohemian elements have found in my writings something to hang their peculiar beatnik theories on.

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