l'art, la beauté, c'est la vie: I want to go out

Samstag, 16. Juni 2012

I want to go out

I want to be drunk, I want to dance, I want to forget, I want to feel something... but all I do is sitting in front of my pc, halfnaked because it’s such a warm night. Alone. Feeling unloved. Drinking my beer and feeling ugly… and fuckin dumb! I tried to write something but…. Nothing! That’s because I’m not really sad, I’m just pissed of… Summer… I wanted you so bad and now… I’m here and you are there. Can you see me? Hi!

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Bukowski

“If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.”