Death Makes Angels of us all.
A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.
Another flashing chance at bliss Another kiss, another kiss
I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.
All games contain the idea of death.
In the holy solipsism of the young Now I can't walk thru a city street w/out eying each single pedestrian. I feel thier vibe thru my skin, the hair on my neck --- it rises.