I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me everything you had
and how I offered you what was left of me.
– Charles Bukowski, Book of Love
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me everything you had
and how I offered you what was left of me.
– Charles Bukowski, Book of Love
Beauty is nothing, beauty won’t stay. You don’t know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it’s for something else.
– Charles Bukowski