| Interviewer: | What is your definition of love? |
| Bukowski: | Love… is kinda like… you know when you see a fog in the morning when you wake up before the sun comes out? It’s just there a little while, then it burns away. It burns away… Absolutely… quickly. Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality. |
5:27 pm | January 28 2012 | 27 notes
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