Report, if you have a problem with this page“ all theorieslike clichesshot to hell,all these small faceslooking upbeautiful and believing;I wish to weepbut sorrow isstupid.I wish to believe but believe is agraveyard. we have narrowed it down tothe butcherknife and themockingbird wish usluck. ”
Charles Bukowski
From : What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire
