Closing chapters

"I don't want to need you, 'cause I can't have you".

- R. Kincaid, The Bridges of Madison County (1995) 

Sapo-Rana

"Hubiera dado la vida por ayudarte, pero resulta que son otras las salvadoras.

(...) Ahora haré lo que me dé la gana y a la hora que quiera...

Lo único que te pido es que no me engañes en nada, ya no hay razón, escríbeme cada vez que puedas, procura no trabajar demasiado ahora que comiences el fresco, cuídate muchísimo tus ojitos, no vivas solito para que haya alguien que te cuide, y hagas lo que hagas, pase lo que pase,
siempre te adorará

tu Frida".

- F. Kahlo

Blood tea and red string

Blood and water
Round and round.
Beneath my skin
And underground.

Blut und Wasser
Strömen rund
Tief in mir
Und der Erde Grund

- Christiane Cegavske

Let's fade "together" (Encore)

Once you have loved someone this much you doubt it could fade despite how much you'd like it to
God, how you'd like it... You'd like it to fade

Let's fade together (ha!)
Let's fade forever

Walk away

Swapped my innocence for pride...

Can't turn to see those eyes as apologies may rise.
Must be strong, stay an unbeliever.

Why don't you walk away?
No buildings will fall down,
No quake will split the ground,
The sun won't swallow the sky,
Statues will not cry

But then...

As you walk away
My headstone crumbles down,
The Hollywood wind's a howl,
The Kremlin's falling,
Radio 4 is static...

Louise knows best

"Well, you get what you settle for."

- Thelma & Louise (Dir. Ridley Scott, 1991)

“I was never enough for you"

"You never loved me. You just loved how much I loved you.

I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING. You gave it all away".

- "Mother!" (Dir. Darren Aronofsky, 2017)

I'm better

"When you got the personality, you don't need the nudity."

- Mae West

Every now and then...

Once upon a time I was falling in love,
but now
I'm only

falling a
               p
                    a
                          r
                                t
                                     .

The agony of going through my music library

A. S.... He loved this band, and I introduced it to him.

B. I....  White Wedding... And I wanted to get married to him someday (you fool!).

B. R., the band we saw together at that festival (although he wouldn't remember it).

Listening to B. D.'s Hurricane at the Little Car while we were on our way to Pomegranate City.

Me playing that Brazilian band whose initials are C. S. S. whenever I pleased in the exact same place.


Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.