i might just fuck around and put a loaf of bread, a wedge of cheese, and an apple into a handkerchief, tie it to a stick, and hop on a freight train headed west
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I hate when you’re like “wow nothing is exciting anymore” and someone pipes up like “it’s called growing up” actually deborah, it’s called major depressive disorder but thanks for your input
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… and we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything.
Charles Bukowski
(me)
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take me down to New York City where the yorks are new & the city is city
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the lengths i would go to to both get attention and avoid it….astounding
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