on friday, while lying there (pathetically inebriated), all i could ask was, “do you feel anything yet? YET?”
i ask eliot how everything ends.
“Not with a bang but a whimper.”
( … )
i’d rather witness a quiet implosion anyway.
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February 10, 2008 • 7:44 pm
implosions seem more life-like anyway.
going out with a bang, making a splash… not many people do those things. most of us just slink away unnoticed. is it because we’re cowards? i don’t think that’s it; but what do i know.
also, i’ll always be here even if you’re a mess =]