Don't You Think, My Friend, That There's Many A Lonely Soul Whose Heart Asks Them For Some Barbarity,

Don't you think, my friend, that there's many a lonely soul whose heart asks them for some barbarity, something from which they can burst?

- El Sepulcro de Don Quijote, Miguel de Unamuno

so what?

these promises we make may be just words in the wind

but better to speak them truthfully and risk their fading away

than never to say them at all...

and could i ever truly be what you deserve, when so much of me was already lost to somebody else?

it's funny how most people out there probably don't think you're real...

Reminder

there's a past that needs burying...

maybe we'll sink our roots deep into the earth and become lampposts together...