Quote of the day.

I have grown weary of literature: silence alone comforts me. If I continue to write, it’s because I have nothing more to accomplish in this world except to wait for death. Searching for the word in darkness. Any little success invades me and puts me in full view of everyone. I long to wallow in the mud. I can scarcely control my need for self-abasement, my craving for licentiousness and debauchery. Sin tempts me, forbidden pleasures lure me. I want to be both pig and hen, then kill them and drink their blood."
— Clarice Lispector

mmmm

It would be impossible to hate you,
no matter how hard I'd try
your touch is like a drug that gets me high
Your love clouds my head and intoxicates me
You're helping me become the person I always wanted to be
Everything about you drives me crazy
You make my thoughts confusing and hazy
The littlest thing you do can bring a smile to my face,
Just one kiss from you, and my pain is erased
I wish I didn't love you as much as I do,
Why can't I just not have any feelings for you?
These emotions are way too intense,
and none of this makes that much sense...
Because I always tried not to let myself get attached to anyone at all,
you messed up my plans and made me fall.

x-mas every f...... day

wasted life
but so blessed
to have all that you´ve got

but not
or?
what is your´s to have
what is your´s to take
awake!

take it
win it
race race

loose some
win some more
come come

play
have fun
load your gun

Memory memory memory memory
Time time time time time time
Love love love love love love
Hate hate hate hate hate hate
Games games games games
Shames shames shames shames
Memory memory memory memory

Timeandsomemore, 3 years ago in Eastvillage.