i am the universe

i’d like to be miss univers. i am truly beautiful, but i’m alone. and i feel like my loneliness explodes with more and more beauty and sensuality. My wet eyes make them cry. Men cry for me. the nights i spend alone under the stars are crimes against humanity. during those nights everything in me… Continue reading i am the universe

Like a Brick

afraid of what they think afraid of ourselves so we put it in a pipe and think it might be chronic

unity

i have to admit it. nothing i wrote was real. i just listened, then my fingers typed mechanically in a rush what i remembered. i don’t really write. i just translate sounds and colours. it’s kinda like music. i have to admit it. nothing i wrote was real. i just copied. every word has a… Continue reading unity