sitting here with mascara stains on my cheeks, trying to come back to reality after reading the most heartbreakingly beautiful story that is Just Kids. i haven't been able to get through a book in months, and i've been incapable of pulling myself off of my couch for the past two days until i finished the last word. i haven't been inspired and impacted by something this strongly in a very long time, and it's greatly overdue. i found it necessary to recommend this as publicly as i could, as i think it's a life changer. patti smith and robert mapplethorpe epitomize love and art in a way that i've always dreamed of, and being able to experience it through her words was unexplainable. just read it. don't wear mascara.