4 letters: s u r e.
not the longest letter ive ever received. but "sure" is pretty good.
obviously it depends on the question. can i sleep with you tonight? or, if send a letter to this address, will it get to you? still, im happy to have heard from her. yes, i know, im one sick duck, but how do you know if the horse is dead if you dont beat it? you have to beat it. to be sure its dead. ha ha ha ha boo hoo hoo hoo. thank god my serratonin spiegel stimmts. im not really crying. boys dont. i just need to write her now. beat beat beat.
its been a year. do you understand? since we talked, or made love, or anything. or was it .,., yes two years. jesus. i mean since we made love, in a forest, near a hot springs in the california forest. i dont care about that though. there is something much bigger at stake. a piece. not just some fun dumn thing, well maybe fun, at moments, but also a real psycho drama.
ok, wanna hear something funny now: what if she says yes. do i really even want it anymore. ... this is as strange a feeling as any i ever known. as strange as wind. as strange as moist air and leaves falling.
not the longest letter ive ever received. but "sure" is pretty good.
obviously it depends on the question. can i sleep with you tonight? or, if send a letter to this address, will it get to you? still, im happy to have heard from her. yes, i know, im one sick duck, but how do you know if the horse is dead if you dont beat it? you have to beat it. to be sure its dead. ha ha ha ha boo hoo hoo hoo. thank god my serratonin spiegel stimmts. im not really crying. boys dont. i just need to write her now. beat beat beat. its been a year. do you understand? since we talked, or made love, or anything. or was it .,., yes two years. jesus. i mean since we made love, in a forest, near a hot springs in the california forest. i dont care about that though. there is something much bigger at stake. a piece. not just some fun dumn thing, well maybe fun, at moments, but also a real psycho drama.
ok, wanna hear something funny now: what if she says yes. do i really even want it anymore. ... this is as strange a feeling as any i ever known. as strange as wind. as strange as moist air and leaves falling.
you know the kurasawa film woman of the dunes (maybe its not kurasawa)? the last scene. he finds the way out. he can escape, but doesnt. something has put it in perspective.