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May 27, 2006 14:16

"when my heart's being broken, it's like being on a plane that's about to crash and before you die you've one phone call to make things right. what comes down upon you is this heightened perception of what really matters in the end. everything else is subordinate, on the periphery, excess, distraction, whitenoise. there's only one thing that matters: that they know. it's like the plane crashed last night, i told you, remember i said, i feel like tonight is the last day of the world and i'm never going to talk to you again after it and i want to tell you everything. it's like the plane crashed last night and now this morning, i'm in the ocean and it's cold and piercing and immense and my head and heart and body hurts and i'm drowning but i want to hold onto something that will save me."
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