Do not cave like your grandmother’s spine did
the day she fell down the stairs for the last time.
Loneliness is just a sheep in wolves’ clothing.
You know exactly how to tame it, to let it eat out of your palm.
When he puts up his fists, remember that all palm lines start as maps
photo i took in montreal when i was with fred
listen to me
your heart is still beating
you still have air in your lungs
and you still have a shot
do not give up
stay away from people who make you feel like you are hard to love
This is the most important thing I have ever read.