nemo liber est qui corpori servit

un punto y aparte, un punto en el aire, un trazado invisible pero hiriente.

she said :

"yearning, i yearn for something i know i not allow myself i canot have now, it is like thin nails scratching gently inside me. i feel you i feel for you, so much, that it drives me wackow, i try to avoid myself, you, but saying i canot have you, i am in a situation i canot have you, and it scratches me from the inside. it scratches you from the inside too"

אני לא יודעת למה אני מסרבת לתקשר איתך,בצורה אמיתית כלומר

אני מתגעגעת אליך

הבוקר עשה בי סדק נוסף

לעזאזל

no solution, pain and time as our truthful companions