Friday, April 25, 2014
You add it to the pile of notes he's already given you, which read:
"No one will ever understand you in the way that you desperately want them to understand you."
"You will watch all your favourite musicians kill themselves and all your movie stars will grow old."
"Everything you've ever made has been trite and cliche and horrible. In fact anyone who's ever said they've liked anything of yours has done so out of pity"
"One day you and someone you love will find yourself in a room and one of you will be dead and the other will wish they were."
All of which he will later enter as Exhibit B in the long, drawn out court case to convict you of being simply pathetic and sad and useless at everything, really.
And yet your defence attorney carries on. And you know that sometimes, he's fighting for your life.
Written by Me at 6:54 AM
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
I hope one day you get to love someone like you love breathing air or drinking water. Like they are fundamental to your existence, needed and necessary.
I hope you get to love like gravity loves, like the sun loves the earth.
Like warm sunlight upon soil that makes plants grow.
I hope one day you get to love like that.
Written by Me at 6:49 AM
Friday, April 4, 2014
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
There's a map beneath your skin and all your veins are rivers, there's directions and instructions written in secret on your bones, there's a star you can't see that shines in a North you'll never know.
And a secret current, beneath the waves, that carries you to the end of you.
Written by Me at 7:58 AM