So there. For all it matters. I only believe in God when I think I’m going to die, when the turbulence gets bad and the bolts shake loose. I only drink when I think I’m going to live, when beer is half priced and talk is even cheaper. I only laugh when I think the joke is on me, when I'm laughing at something I said about you. I only cry when I’m cutting onions, when I hurt vegetables that remind me of you.
The Atomic Blue Blog is the work of Kerouaced. He lives and works in a heavily fortified brick compound in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania which is guarded by two attack Chihuahuas. Where does reality end and fiction begin? It's hard to say. ©2004-2024 Kerouaced
Thursday, November 03, 2005
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6 comments:
For some reason, this post is ultra relateable.
good stuff. yeah, man.
hmm..
yeah, I was making a "bordelaise" out of carrots yesterday and I had to think of you.
Carrots remind me of you.
ROFLOL.
Funny stuff Kerouaced.
ker's back and writing those words for us again. all is right with the world.
i don't know whether to laugh or cry. but maybe i'll laugh instead. uses less muscles. or does it?
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