I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.Ask me anything
I am simply so terribly alone.
Sleeping constantly because I know each day that follows will be the same. Lonely and cold and painful.
I wish i could find a way out of this.
No, I didn’t understand. How could I understand?
I finished reading The Magus and I still don’t understand. I’m crying, but I don’t understand.
All I remember is you kissing my knee but I DON’T UNDERSTAND. I CAN’T UNDERSTAND. I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND.