Fuck it. You throw a dart at a map, we'll go there and start new. Somewhere else in the world that's not here. Somewhere where we haven't said things to each other that we can't unsay and done things which we can't undo.
There we can say new things. We can do new things. And those new things we say and do will be more important than the old things. Let's leave. Please. Leave with me.
Friday, August 29, 2008
The Station
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Exactly.
okay. i will. when do we leave?
Somewhere around now past forever. In hope minutes time. Before the clock strikes reality.
Yeah! Let's go.
Beautiful photo. Let's go.
This one will leave when the snow comes, and probably will not go back. I've got to change the world, meanwhile. If not all the worlds, at least mine or two.
How I wish someone would say that to me.
Heaven knows you have a lot of good posts here but this, my friend, is one of the very best.
Thank you for your kind words. I love you.
i once said that to someone and he said no.
At least you said it. I didn't. Which is why I have to write it.
Ohhhhh, I've felt this way too, all the way to my bones!
I love your words. I love your photos. I love your love. <3
Leaping
It was fate.
It was intense.
It was justified.
Superimposed over the life I was already living.
Like a dieter sneaking snickers.
It was delicious.
I'm so afraid to ask this.
What if you say no?
You are speaking to me here?
Why don't you just try asking?
The only thing you have to loose is your ego.
I promise I'll never look back.
i wish i had said this, before. too late.
I kept clicking random post on the side and this one came up twice. I think it wants me to listen...
This is all I ever wanted with you. All I ever do. But why is it so difficult to actually accomplish?
#LOST
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