throughnthrough

To a friend in pain: "still, you brought us something,/ some type of small victory,/ and for this I say: good/ and let us grieve no more;/ like a flower dried and thrown away,/ we forget, we remember,/ we wait. child, child, child,/ I raise my drink a full minute/ and smile." -Charles Bukowski

"A friend in need's a friend indeed..." Placebo

Today, I have this insane urge to pick up and head to New Jersey...My heart is taken quickly and pretty easily, i'll admit, and this one filled it up like I didn't know was even possible. I'll never be the hero in this story, but it doesn't mean I wouldn't try. I have my own hero, so I don't know why I try to extend myself past what is already a rough road. But, I would give my left arm just to see them safe and smiling again.

And, i play the fool in this sentiment. Ces't la vie, yes? I'll shoulder the burden, I'll breathe in the pain and bleed out on my heartstrings before I let it go. Once i give you my word in matters of the heart, it stands forever. I said I would be there... I said we would be there...

Life is cruel mistress....love is a downright cunt.