It's funny. Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
“I am both sad and happy and I am still trying to figure out how that could be.”
there is nothing left but the crash of motor cars on a speedway that could be yourself in another life another turn to the drugs that escape you and call to you in the dream that you had last night and before that when you were eight and you couldn't be sure if one day awake and screaming the last line of a novel you vaguely recall would come back to judge you...
"Then I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be."
there is nothing left but the crash of motor cars on a speedway that could be yourself in another life another turn to the drugs that escape you and call to you in the dream that you had last night and before that when you were eight and you couldn't be sure if one day awake and screaming the last line of a novel you vaguely recall would come back to judge you...
"Then I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be."