You see, I have only such a fugitive awareness of things around me that I always feel they were once real and are now fleeting away.
You can choose to be free , but it's last decision you'll ever make
Writing means revealing oneself to excess.
No matter how much you keep encouraging someone who is blindfolded to stare through the cloth, he still wonโt see a thing.".
No one can crave what truly harms him.
Iโm tired, canโt think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.