October 2008
3 posts
jeanarie:
scout:
revivify:
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do it’s too late and there’s nothing worse than too late.
Charles Bukowski
September 2008
13 posts
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply,...”
– Pablo Neruda (via apologies)
76.
My friend is sitting on my bed and I am in the chair and I love him. Every night he comes over and sits on my bed and I sit in the chair and love him. We never touch, and one night he kisses my roommate in the living room and I go into my room and close the door, and that’s the end of that. Hard to Admit and Harder to Escape, Sarah Manguso
“Who has time to even make work anymore? I need to get it together”
– Erin Jane Nelson
GOOD →
“It’s not magic: the snow turning into rain and then snow again.”
– Jane Yoo
Fuck it. You throw a dart at a map, we’ll go there and start new. Somewhere else in the world that’s not here. Somewhere where we haven’t said things to each other that we can’t unsay and done things which we can’t undo.
There we can say new things. We can do new things. And those new things we say and do will be more important than the old things. Let’s leave. Please. Leave with me....
August 2008
8 posts
A MORTAL WORK OF ART. →
“Being with you or without you is how I measure my time.”
– Jorge Luis Borges (via finallyseeing) (via align)
“Some things are so horrible they need to be hidden right away after they become...”
– The Two Kinds of Decay, Sarah Manguso