August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny, they are small, and the fountain is in France where you wrote me that last letter and I answered and never heard from you again.


→ Feb 2012 "

because
outside of that
all that’s left is
suicide and
madness

so you just
can’t
expect too much

" — Charles Bukowski, show biz
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