Wake up, empty head...
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Lonewolf walks a line of confliction.Moonchild ripe with dangling beads.
Captivate me.
Breathing is hard,
This altitude is causing sickness...
I'm a vicious sort of romantic.
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It was like a long heat wave through my body. Any ache or pain, sadness or guilty feeling was completely flushed out…
And you want to stop, you really do. It’s like a dream- you can’t stop dreams. They move in crazy pieces anyway they want to. And suddenly, I’m capable of everything.
"Jim Carroll on Heroin
"I saw this girl next to me who wasn’t beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile in heat waves following- soaking through my body and out my fingertips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere there was love for me."
The Basketball Diaries
