"Love moderately"

Again I say, no music will cure. No music will heal these wounds. I place bandaids over limbs that need amputation.

I should love, but I hate. I should be open, but I close up. I should cry bitter tears of repentance but I cry frustrated tears full of anger and fear and disappointment.

Lamb - Gabriel





Life. It is a bitter word.


"...sec et cassant que mon squelette"

~Le petit chaton