Anne

“If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose”
― Charles Bukowski and Carl Weissner

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”
― Kinky Friedman

“You have to die a few times before you can really
live.”
― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

“She’s mad but she’s magic. There’s no lie in her fire.”
― Charles Bukowski