I’m not fucking happy I’m not fucking happy I tell myself which makes it worse But then I can write about it and pretend it’s a work of art. Unhappiness sucks of pretension unhappy pretension. Now I’m fucking amusing Now I’m fucking serious Actually it’s all the same It’s all fucking pretention. I should go to sleep instead of being unhappy But for the fucking moment unhappiness is everything unhappiness is fucking everything.
23 May 1978