Idolatry of the body (celibate soul), of sex, no real love! sometimes the lights go out Hopeless romanticism is the last vestige of love in the world. for a young man to single himself out as a believer in beauty and love, to earnestly wish for a family, this is genuinely radical. love me forContinue reading “downriver from the kalamazoo prison graveyard”
when you ignore me I die when you hang on to my every word i die when you tell me you love me i die when a man is drunk he dies when a man is in love he dies when you give me that look i die
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