โฆ and we are in bed together laughing and we donโt care about anything.
I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.
I broke that town in half like a wooden match.
if you think they didn't go crazy in tiny rooms just like you're doing now without women without food without hope then you're not ready.
We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus!
when the phone rings I too would like to hear words that might ease some of this.