Mau Amor

"I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road"

Jack Kerouac, On the Road - The Original Scroll



Monday, November 09, 2009

Mantra

Next time we meet

I'll try to remember what you said:

"Forget forever.

Our love is dead".

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