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Now, why don't we try to be deep, or shallow, or mellow.or whatever it is that we ought to be.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Mokingbird Wish Me Luck.

"it's not the large things that
send a man to the
madhouse. death he's ready for, or
murder, incest, robbery, fire, flood . . .
no, it's the continuing series of small tragedies
that sends a man to the
madhouse . . . "

an excerpt from happy new year; Charles Bukowski. almost true.
Posted by NurulNadiah at 9:31 PM

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