They built these little tanning booths for Brooke and I to do nothing but lay down and tan all over.

I saw sunrises fade and burn among fleets of sparks. The moon blossomedlike a lily carved of bone…The Death of the Astronaut, page 390.

When you are desperate to get someone who isn’t all that interested in you, you lay siege as hard as you can.

There are a holyfuckton of women crowing about your unapologetic fucking. They even named your famous positions.” Oh Jesus, she knew about that. “Don’t-” “The Limp Away From Jay Lay