Tag: beauty

  • Knowing you

    Despite these nihilistic rants, I write,  a small, hopelessly naïve,  irrationally optimistic part of me wishes we could leave this world alive, together, either by rapture or  second coming, not experiencing  those final throes and violent reminders  of a life wasted — one recklessly thrown  away, despite what we’ve achieved or who we’ve become. That…