So tonight after like 4 shots of Patron with my comrades. I'm thinking. Well. ANYONE is lovely if you catch them from the right angle. That's actually pretty common.
Shocking to find that I'm more interested in the true tests of romantic love these days. The idea of seeing someone beyond all of the veils. Beyond their Representative. Sick, or untrusting, or angry. Vicious. Seeing someone through a moment like that and right back into the bright circles that we maintain for the people we are really down for. Seeing someone through those unattractive moments and back into the golden glow again.
I think that is what love is.
Not that I would know. Not that I've ever seen anything like that.
But it's so easy to point out, from over here.
In other news:
Yeah I should not love Wayne. He's childish and self-destructive and prone to busting out vocoder stylings, which you know I hate.
But there is something very honest and articulate about him. So I am enamored.
Drunk as fuck Imma go to sleep now.
Night.
Actually, no I didn't know that about your musical tastes.
ReplyDeleteYour description of love is the same as Christ's, y'know? Taking someone in when they're wounded. I'm pretty sure it's implied you'd be happy to party with your wounded friend when his luck changes and he's riding high and you're the fragile one.
Haha, you're not the only drunkish one around here.
abrazos.