no one told me it was going to be so hard, unbearable even.
no one told me it was going to be so hard, unbearable even.
switching to a new tumblr very soon!
“How do you do it, Hank?”
“Do what?”
“The woman that you love is out there and you know you can`t have her. How do you even get up in the morning?”
“Well booze is always helpful, and so does the art; everything I write is about her or for her so I`m with her even when I am not, in my writing.”
Repulsive.
There`s something so repulsive about someone who thinks they deserve to be in your life. Makes them almost undeserving.