catharsis. i.e. fuck off. -by maria t.

i loved the way he would turn and stare at me while he was driving. we could be dead by now, really.

on the road, while driving, he would turn to me and stare strongly, quite scary,

quite sweet, quite weak.

in some cases he just had to pull over.

he told me that i suffer from nihilism, and that i didn’t love him.



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9 responses to “catharsis. i.e. fuck off. -by maria t.

  1. Was it the wrong comment to make?

  2. there’s no such thing as a “wrong comment”…
    it’s just that i’m not sure what you mean by it!
    that’s all…

    btw, where did the last post in your blog go?
    i really liked it!

  3. I’m sure you’ll think of a good meaning to attach to the words.

    Let us all keep a minute of silence for the posts of my blog which have left us, so early in their life. Alas, they names, like so many of their kin, were writ in water.

  4. ooohh passenger!
    i mourn,
    bring the post back to liiiife!!!

  5. Let’s get personal… maria?


  6. I mourn as well maria but in life, as Tom Waits so eloquently put it, “you can never go back and the answer is no”.

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