I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood.
Did you tell freedom hello for me?
Humans are the absolute worst thing to happen to this planet.
Because even if the lie is beautiful, the truth is what you face in the end.
There is a dark place calling to me, but I will not go just yet. I know I can't return from it.
I should not have loved my daughter as I did. Not in this world in which nothing lives for long. You children are flies. You are roses. You multiply and die.