A drawning man take down his nearest, and he tried, oh god he tried. The one thing, I tried to carry unscathed through the sewer of our marriage through our sick nights and the pathetic, stupid days through the derision and the laughter, oh god the laughter, through one failure after another each attempt more numbing, more sickening than one before. The one thing, the one person I tried to protect to raise above the mire of this vile, crushing marriage the one light in all this hopeless darkness ! Is our son!
View more about Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? reviews
