June 2011
7 posts
We all have things that come back to haunt us. Some of us just see them more...
Not talking to you kills me.
Plain Truth
It was supposed to be a love story - such a funny concept, for a two-hour movie. Love wasn’t supposed to be about a moment where you looked into a boy’s eyes and felt the world spin from beneath your feet; when you saw in his soul all the things that were missing in yours. Love came slow and surefooted and was made of equal measures of comfort and respect. A girl wouldn’t fall in...
Finally, there is nothing here for death to take away.
– Charles Bukowski