Monday, 6 June 2011

Sometimes

Sometimes I turn around and catch the smell of you and I cannot go on, I cannot fucking go on without expressing this terrible so fucking awful physical aching fucking longing I have for you. (Sarah Kane)

Spent the last hour sobbing.
To lovers. Lost, forgotten, nevermore, non-existant, distant. To lovers.

1 comment:

  1. I suppose you know this was used in (written for?) Toy Story 2. I think it's even worse with the animated visuals. Talk about emotionally tormenting kids!

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