
I am whoever you make me, but what you want is a fiend; you want a sadistic fiend because that is what you are. You only reflect on me what you are inside of yourselves, because I don’t care anything about any of you and I don’t care what you do. - Charles Manson, 1970.
"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.
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