I can't see anything that I don't like about you. But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me. Okay. [pauses] Okay today's cleaning day. assclowns will be out of the game. sorry guys:)
I am like a flag in the center of open space. I sense ahead the wind which is coming, and must live it through. while the things of the world still do not move: the doors still close softly, and the chimneys are full of silence, the windows do not rattle yet, and the dust still lies down.
I already know the storm, and I am troubled as the sea. I leap out, and fall back, and throw myself out, and am absolutely alone in the great storm.