published on: 2017-12-06 04:16:32
I am destroying myself so other people can’t and it’s
I exist too much, I feel too much, I think too much. Reality
The monsters were never under my bed. Because all the monsters
She had a passionate longing for the garden, the darkness, the
I am a sad collection of ‘maybes’ and 'almosts’
stillesgeschrei: “Some people have a million hearts while