December 2010
36 posts
You’re backed into the corner, you’re by yourself now. But from here where you’re standing, you see it all now.
but since i grew up through the game, and my influence is the same
and my therapy is music, they ask if you ashamed
and though i wish i could separate, two things,
i cannot, so my answer to you remains
i can walk down the hall or mirrors, in versailles
and be so satisfied when i look a myself in the eyes” —“sweet,” jay mannn.
ON Thursday night, Courtney Love sent me a series of lengthy text messages, as she often does to anyone she meets, but these were unusually coherent. She apologized for what happened the night before and said she felt embarrassed for “living right up to my worst reputation.” She blamed a combination of Zoloft and a cocktail. And she blamed herself.
“I’m so humiliated,” she wrote. “That simply isn’t me. It has been, but I haven’t been such a mess for quite some time.”
Just before 2 a.m., she ended with this:
“I trust you understand that our hearts can take us all to dark and ill timed places. Warmly, Courtney. xx.”
- Colum McCann, “Let The Great World Spin”
amazing book, i’ve been reading slowly on purpose. filled with quotable, serious lines but read this one and literally burst out laughing. greatly profound author, not afraid to make you laugh as well.
with what you were bringing,
made
of light and bread and shadow I expected you,
and Like this I need you,
Like this I love you,
and to those who want to hear tomorrow
that which I will not tell them, let them read it here,
and let them back off today because it is early
for these arguments.” —pablo neruda, “and because love battles”
