May 2009
“I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just...”
– Sylvia Plath: The Bell Jar
“Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for....”
– Jonathan Safran Foer
“Some things you don’t know you miss until, out of nowhere, you have them back,...”
– Jerry Stahl, Perv—A Love Story
http://www.cutethingsfallingasleep.org/ →
“let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant...”
– hunter s. thompson
i have found...
And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms;but i should rather than anything have(almost when hugeness will shut quietly)almost, your kiss.
j dilla.
rest in beats.
