What would N do ?
«Empathy is the poor man’s cocaine,
And love is just a chemical by any other name. »
Quoting, Eyedea, from Eyedea & Abilites, an heroin addict rapper who killed himself around 30.
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My family always lived in a town close to the mediterranean. My parents rented a small house in a student neighbourhood until I was 11, then bought a much bigger one closer to downtown. My father was a GP and my mother a therapist with a MD.
I can hardly recount how many epiphanies I had about someone in my life.
I would not say these events were common, but it happened enough for me to notice it happened. I need to say that all this has absolutely no relation to sex, or being a couple. Love is not something…
Can you really fill the pit?
How could you, then, stand on the edge of it? Look down and deep. And realise how far you’ve come. I wish my pit would never be levelled. Never be flat and shapeless. I need its void, its emptiness, if just to remind me what can happen every-time I…