Monthly Archives: April 2014
I saw you,haunted and smiling. I saw you,all my voicesthe numbersthe questionsthe screamingthe insecuritiesthe obsessionsthe panicthe pointlessnessthe self-pitythethethethe abyss they all just.just.stopped. and and Everything made sense,for a moment And I was stupid enoughto think you’d stay.
I told Homeless Aaron I’d give him a cigarette if I had any papers, and that I’d run out myself. He pulled two packs of Bull Brand from his pocket and gave me the rest of his. I told him … Continue reading