February 2012
The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to...
– 1984, George Orwell
This morning, with her, having coffee.
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise.
I would rather be alone than pretend I feel alright.
– Ready To Start by Arcade Fire
“I can’t work if you are looking at my screen.”
I still dream of lips I never should have kissed.
– Nine Inch Nails “Sanctified”