love
oats can see this coming a mile away. and i just cannot help it.
and i probably could help it but i won't. at the risk of sounding banal. and oh so trite.
love is a miracle. it comes once, maybe twice in a lifetime. you never know when it will hit. how much it will hurt. how much it will make you feel, till your spine tingles in a pain that is somewhat willingly soothing. how everything by comparison,... pales. how easy it came. and how uselessly it slipped away. the questions you ask. the things you could have changed. the sacrifices you were willing to make. even those completely unfitting to yourself. the lies you will tell. the truths that you won't say.
all that. for that instant. for that moment. when it all comes together. and the decades past and the years to come that don't amount to anything. because everything that you will live now and then and forever more stand hinged on seconds, minutes of perfection that you won't capture anywhere else. but the search continues. for that thing you cannot find. that thing that just...happens.
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i smell an audition for a voiceover...
i have a hangover
I'm waiting....... patiently
I see not only Lady V and I were having large amounts of red wine last night...
Weirdly, our conversations were more oriented towards Kate Moss' latest shenanigans.
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thank god we don't live in the same city. i would become a drunken old lech overnight.
I don't believe in god. And the fact that we don't live in the same city - let alone the same country - is a curse, not a blessing.
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