December 2009
8 posts
love is
really nothing but a dream that keeps waking me
so young
and full of running
tell me, where has that taken me?
just a great figure 8
or a tiny infinity?
i had all the words but they just turned into...
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ljm:
Don’t fill up on bread I say absent-mindedly The servings here are huge My son, whose hair may be receding a bit, says Did you really just say that to me? What he doesn’t know is that when we’re walking together, when we get to the curb I sometimes start to reach for his hand
—Robert Hershon
I never felt open in any way. I would never impulsively ring people and assume...
– Morrissey (via boyhood) (via cigarettesonfire)
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