Life’s a bitch, but God forbid if the bitch divorce me -Nas, Affirmative Action
and so here we go out the door and onto the avenues, the boulevards, the mad yawning streets. here we go again with much trespass, armed and willing, kicking open the mouths of strangers full of remorse and stealing their tongues. it could always be better than this, we could make it better than this and we laugh hysterically because we’ve run out of liquor and our knuckles bruised from punching the bricks. and he says to me, wiping the spit with his sleeve, he says, i wouldn’t give this up for anything.