martes, 13 de agosto de 2013

Hurricane.


“Just like that. From a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a nanosecond. I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

jueves, 1 de agosto de 2013

Lost and Delirious...


Liar! Liar! Liar! Liar! You’ve all got your heads up your assholes because love is! It just is and nothing you can say can make it go away. Because it is the point of why we are here, it is the highest point and once you are up there looking down on everyone else… you’re there forever. Because if you move, right, you fall.


Forgive...


"Te pasas toda la vida atorado en el laberinto, pensando en cómo vas a escapar de ahí un día y qué fabuloso será; imaginar ese futuro te mantiene con vida, pero nunca te escapas. Sólo utilizas el futuro para escapar del presente