"Art and love are the same thing: it's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you. It's understanding the unreasonable."
Killing Yourself to Live
by Chuck Klosterman
this was offered up in an, "i've never shown this to anyone." moment from saturday night that i will keep in the queue of moments that i will never give back. this and 1920's bungalow windows to get on the roof, patterns of rust in the basement, the smell of his body after a horse race, losing a game of uno, the way he looked at me when i washed my face, and the moment i let go.
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diggin for brass on shady lane
2 comments:
Is it weird that I breath easier knowing there are people like you in this world?
ditto.
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