As I flap my wings, I begin to sketch what I see following the direction of my heartbeat, which is playing for me a symphony of lies.
Like a realist, I begin sketching infinite reality. - dir en grey
" death cannot harm me
more than you have harmed me,
my beloved life. "
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" I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it. "
" I tell too many stories at once. This, too, is a violence. But I want to tell you everything, I want you to love me for it, and I want you to forgive me after I say everything you asked me not to say. "
" I didn’t escape hell for you to burn me again. "