NAPLÓK: nélküled
Legutóbbi olvasó: 2025-09-18 17:31 Összes olvasás: 202564| 905. | [tulajdonos]: ex | 2019-05-29 13:30 |
There is always an exit, it seems. I only have to make a wish. Certain wishes will always be left unfulfilled, so don't make them. But there certain ones and over time you learn to distinguish them, do stand a chance.
So as for freedom, before I suffocate, there is always an exit. The only problem is that it opens to another cell, which, when becomes unbearable on its right, will reveal a yet another exit leading to a yet another cell. Time sometimes goes backwards, walls, views unreal, you may even find yourself at your starting point having lost everything that could mean a scrap of life, those walls are blank, swept clean of the memory of you, you move on because movement is survival fully awatre that it lacks all meaning, and if you don't make next timeit will be meaningless too.
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I cannot be loved, not that it is worth stating, just even if there was a certain interest in my person or my decaying body I cannot imagine the person interested to miss me when I am gone. |
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