albertine

alone again...

talking all night long about dreams , projects , thingstobe.....the movies we want to make, the monsters of our pain, expand our reality outside our heads.
talked and talked an talked. about my mistakes, being cold as a rock, focused, committed, architect of my life.I don't even miss being in love anymore.I miss not being able to listen. are we all going to make it, is this fucking world going to crash us.

fight or submit