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[May. 20th, 2010|11:31 pm] |
izrādās, ka es kautkad iepriekš esmu nonācis pie tā paša secinājuma, kā Bukovskis. Tikai ne tik skaisti noformulēta, protams:
"Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you're allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It's like killing yourself, and then you're reborn. I guess I've lived about ten or fifteen thousand lives now." — Charles Bukowski |
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| Date: | May 20th, 2010 - 11:53 pm |
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eu, bet čista, šito es no Tevīm esmu dzirdējusi jau iepriekš.
vienīgā problēma, ka ja tu suicidē katru nakti, tad tā jau paliek par rutīnu, vai nu jāierobežo daudzumi un biežums, vai arī jāmeklē citi līdzekļi. neierastāki. | |
