since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light
It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun
There's music in everything, even defeat
pain is absurd because it exists, nothing more.
I went to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, combed my hair. If I could only comb that face, I thought, but I can't.
Figuring the average poet starts at 16, I am 23.