Twenty-four

You can’t write shit on anti-depressants. It evaporates the darkness where all the best stuff is born. But I think I’d rather be happy than end up like David Berman or Nick Drake. Well, who the hell am I kidding. They wrote stuff people wanted to read and hear. My decision is much easier. Be depressed and write stuff no one is interested in or be happy and write nothing. Either way, no one knows who the fuck you are.

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