I tried to be the place you run to, ’cause I loved you—your Calamity became me; you thought nothing was worth saving. But I was fighting for the last air left inside the car, when you said that loving me is hard. Not just “how it is”, or “who we are”: No, I was hard. (Was I?)
Sell the dream back to me, like you thought of it first. Like you live for the words. Mr “Tell Me How To Feel”—came all this way to miss the meal. Your promises were made to break; your parables were my mistakes. All this “It was only you”: Where were you when I needed proof? Girls are at the gate, sir. What’s it gonna take?
the concept of the everyman did way more damage to American storytelling than the three-act structure
when i was a kid they used to say “the press is the fourth branch of government” but i didn’t understand at the time what they meant
i, too, would shout to a crowd of reporters “That’s completely out of touch, and an insult to the intelligence of the American people”
« As the suspect was led into the courthouse for his hearing, he shouted to reporters crowded outside, saying, “That’s completely out of touch, and an insult to the intelligence of the American people.” It wasn’t clear in the moment what he was referring to, as deputies struggled to push him inside. » oh, to be a journalist
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“Fedi Cassandra” – @Satsuma
I HAVE EXPERIENCE IN THINGS. YOU CAN JUST @ ME.
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