You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so full of stars it will blind you again. Only no sky can blind you now.
Zhenya Shabyninaidézett9 évvel ezelőtt
Ever see yourself doing something in the past and no matter how many times you remember it you still want to scream stop, somehow redirect the action, reorder the present?
♡emma♡idézett8 hónappal ezelőtt
My dear girl, is it that you are so lonely that you had to create this?
♡emma♡idézett8 hónappal ezelőtt
Boredom is really a psychic defense protecting us from ourselves, from complete paralysis, by repressing, among other things, the meaning of that place, which in this case is and always has been horror.
♡emma♡idézett8 hónappal ezelőtt
A while ago, over a year? two years? she had seen a gathering there of very, very famous people speaking censorially of things most perverse. She told me this with great glee, her breasts bouncing around like giant pacmen. Who cared. Fine by me. Did she want to hear about Natasha? Or at least what a blind man wrote?
♡emma♡idézett8 hónappal ezelőtt
We both thrive in the late hours, appreciate its sad taste and never get in the way of each other’s dreams, even though Lude just wants more money, better parties and prettier girls and I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap.
Probably not even real.
♡emma♡idézett8 hónappal ezelőtt
I keep asking myself. “What have I done?” What would you have done? I went straight for the guns and I loaded them and then I tried to decide what to do with them. The obvious thing was shoot something.
Suha Sumaiyaidézett10 hónappal ezelőtt
Myth makes Echo the subject of longing and desire. Physics makes Echo the subject of distance and design. Where emotion and reason are concerned both claims are accurate.
And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence
Suha Sumaiyaidézett10 hónappal ezelőtt
Myth makes Echo the subject of longing and desire. Physics makes Echo the subject of distance and design. Where emotion and reason are concerned both claims are accurate.
And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence.
Luciferidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
That was before my friend Lude woke me up at three in the morning and asked me to come over to his place.