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~ Friday, August 19 ~
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Good weather is like good women- it doesn’t always happen and when it does it doesn’t always last. Man is more stable: if he’s bad there’s more chance he’ll stay that way, or if he’s good he might hang on, but a woman is changed by children, age, diet, conversation, sex, the moon, the absence or presence of sun, or good times. A woman must be nursed into subsistence by love where a man can become stronger by being hated.
— Charles Bukowski (via atomos)
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~ Wednesday, August 17 ~
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In junior high the two prettiest girls were Irene and Louise, they were sisters; Irene was a year older, a little taller but it was difficult to choose between them; they were not only pretty but they were astonishingly beautiful, so beautiful, that the boys stayed away from them; they were terrified of Irene and Louise who weren’t aloof at all; even friendlier than most but who seemed to dress a bit differently than the other girls; they always wore high heels, silk stockings, blouses, skirts, new outfits each day. And one afternoon my buddy, Baldy, and I followed them home from school; you see, we were kind of the bad guys on the grounds so it was more or less expected, and it was something: walking along ten or twelve feet behind them; we didnt say anything. We just followed watching their voultuous swaying, the balance of the haunches. We liked it so much that we followed them home from school every day.
— Charles Bukowski (via sacrificum)
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