Chance is right. I want this to be the last thing I see before I die.
4.14.2011
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3.21.2011
Can I have one?
Please, please, pretty please, with sugar and rainbows and sweet eskimo kisses on top.
3.17.2011
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3.01.2011
Tighten Up
The Black Keys, 2010
It's not often the beat of my heart can sync with a song, but this is why the Black Keys are magic. 2.23.2011
Excerpt from Raw With Love
I won’t blame you,
instead
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
instead
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
-Charles Bukowski
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