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

Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski