I want to be a better person. A better friend. A better lover. A better me. Just better.
i prefer things second hand
my smoke, clothes, and music
sips out of drinks already enjoyed
jokes from conversations already discarded
there is comfort in shared experiences
as it simmers out some of the loneliness
the bitterness is softened
the sweetness is left
then eventually,
what once was second hand becomes yours to share again and again
Jane Birkin home picture by Serge Gainsbourg
(casualties) the daily natural beauty
The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no further. - the bell jar, Sylvia Plath