Ah, grief makes us precise!
I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
First of all nothing will happen and a little later nothing will happen again.
there's no forsaking what you love no existential leap as witnessed here in time and blood a thousand kisses deep
It's time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.
Maybe there's a god above but the only thing I learned from love was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew you.