Author of quotes: Jordy Rivers. Notes Joe
And then I was back home. Probation gone. And I was back home. With a suitcase of things that could be useful to me in my new life. Life behind the walls of a madhouse. And suddenly, my suitcase came off the wheels and broken handle. But to go was not close.
I picked up the suitcase, put it on his head, and went on night road. Home. As well, I am crazy and can do what I like, not looking at the opinions of others. It doesn't bother me. I like the feeling of solidity in the head, when the top presses a suitcase full of things of my new life.
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MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 09:07
But it's not her fault that her complexity binds me hand and foot, and gives me the desire to conform to the norm as shelter. Norm - as a means of salvation as escape from self. Norm - as a refuge for those who dare to be themselves.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 17:49
Andersen introduced me to his mother. She certainly never said, "I want you to Meet my mom, this is Joe, he lives in a madhouse, and I am now going to live with him." But we together went to the theater.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 16:22
Anyway, I love the New Year. This time, when I impartially searched their soul and see nothing. And I'm not in pain from it. I have me. The rest will follow. Because I still believe in miracles. Even if they don't come true. Miracles to believe in them. To the last. While there are forces. And when they're gone. You have to believe in a miracle.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 12:42
What to do this August, we didn't know.
Just climbed on the window sill and looked out bared to the evening sun on the window lined long shadows of the garden. The feeling that I still feel in my chest the gentle evening light warmed me and almost pleased, allowing you to warm the hope that all is not lost.
But the sun was lost behind the silent tops of the trees, and had to face the truth: there was no hope.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 20:06
With August came the sad times. Don't know how to say it differently. Sad times and that's it. Miserable everything. And sweetheart, always laughing roommate Lucy, and the love of my life Andersen beautiful and another love of my life (Shh! Do not think that it should be one) - diehard Juliet, and manages to combine the enduring whining and cheerful optimism, Kettler, and even I, even I, even I...
My name is Joe. I have lived here for five years. All these years on earth there was no one happier than me. And then came August.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 20:06
Juliet looks at me, and then saying it. Says so much that I every fiber of her feeling floating through the air from her to me words and what they mean.
I love you, she says.
"I know," I say, looking at her seriously and gently.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 20:06
- I have one problem, and I don't know what to do.
Juliet looks at me questioningly.
- I won't tell you! - immediately warn me.
Why? - she begins to laugh, knowing what it is.
Because you're all correct!
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 20:00
- I read Atlanta, Kettler reads Atlanta, and Lucy! Is this some kind of epidemic! Read everything Atlanta.
And I sew, she says.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 19:59
- I shaggy - tells me Juliet.
- You're lovely, ' I tell her.
Is not mutually exclusive.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 19:59
