"There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy come when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. I crave this. The beast in me is caged by my frail and fragile bars."
well i found myself face down in the ditch, with booze in my hair and blood on my lips. and a picture of you holding a picture of me in the pocket of my blue jeans. still dont know, what love means.