The truth of the matter is we don't understand our women; we blame on them and it's all our fault.
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.
Prison is where you promise yourself the right to live.
Goddamn it, FEELING is what I like in art, not CRAFTINESS and the hiding of feelings.
As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind.
No time for poetry but exactly what is.