3.2.09

I Miss You


A dear friend of mine has passed away and I don't understand why I can't see him again or be friends with him again or see his smile. To keep his spirit alive I wanted to remember the things he loved.

Syliva Plath

Jack Kerouac

“But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.”
-Arthur Rimbaud

David Lynch

Elliot Smith

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