For a whole week I was a bundle of nerves and only a thin sheet of mercy held me from losing myself. Half the time I was dizzy and suicidal, the other half of the time I was truly mad.
whatever i'm feeling franz kafka already described a hundred years ago
If I was not gay.... You could so be mine
Her love is not the loud hammer that shatters rocks, but the gentle drop of water that melts the stone.
You better believe I'm trying
I think love and pain have a symbiotic kind of relationship. They are intertwined like twigs in a crown of thorns . You cannot have one without the other .