I really dont even know you and yet in my life you are forever entangled to my history inextricably bound.

Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep and when its over you feel like you dont have any bones left to hold you up.

Because maybe Watonka was only ever supposed to be a temporary stopover and maybe I will chase that train over the hill and maybe were all destined to leave this place for sure for real together or alone. But for right now were here.