Trouble will find me..

Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.

Everything fell apart in me. How are things with you?

the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and them men drink too much and nobody finds the one but they keep looking crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh.

"And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her."

I would like to be able to gently drift in and out of existence when I wanted to.

stop wasting your thoughts, your time, your life, on somebody that isn’t interested.

I like drinking tea alone, and reading alone.