Nick Cave and Johnny Depp are giving me a very hard time indeed. I can't quit either. They're both getting me quite upset.
For fellow people who feel that restraining orders don't help you understand love any better.
Turn my back on you and let you die. Crumpled cloth mornings. We're the wandering kind. Simpler minds. What I seem to know can't apply to always. This is just my age. If this were an early realisation of things to come can you begin to imagine how steep it is, all the way downhill from here?
My kingdom for a simpler time.