Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can’t even cry.
– Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can’t even cry.
– Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense