Saturday, October 20, 2012

I can't watch the end of movies. I don't read the end of novels. I'll even turn my head away as to not hear the "punchline" of a good joke, witty anecdote, or story, despite how funny or commemorative it may be.

I can't sit through much. My dreams are seldom completed....or even realized.
I live in "almosts..."

love in almosts...

as soon as it gets good. i leave. with everything unended.
maybe it's to preserve something. maybe it's to protect someone.

maybe i should just appreciate what i can and DO finish.

I'll keep smoking until the skin around my fingers burn. & drink just so long as there's something left in that bottle of Ron Castillo....

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