Sunday, September 28, 2008

Milk Thistle, Milk Thistle
Let me down slow.
Just help me go slow.
I've been hurrying on
I was poised for greatness
I was down and out
I keep death at my heels
Like a basset hound
If I go to Heaven, I'll be bored as Hell.
Like a crying baby
At the bottom of a well.

Conor Oberst, Milk Thistle
art Mark Bodnar

Saturday, September 27, 2008

and my room and the calendar you got and sunset and mint and viaje and bed and walking

you loved the place so much my friend now its yours

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Pobres de las personas que están solas en un mundo sin belleza.

John Ajvide Lindqvist, Déjame entrar
pic Gregory Crewdson

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

"Your mother", he said distinctly, "is not crazy. Neither, contrary to popular belief, is your brother. He is merely miscast in a play. He would have made a perfect knight in a different century, or a very good pagan prince in a time of heroes. He was born in the wrong era, on the wrong side of the river, with the ability to do anything and finding nothing he wants to do."

S.E. Hinton, Rumble Fish